Sure Happy It's Tuesday

And why not? We've been having some fun and interesting weather lately - typical for June, but it's nice that when it rains now, it's not stinkin cold. You just get wet and there's no threat of hypothermia. 

Work is good - so far this week, the sightings have been kept to a minimum. If she can just continue to ignore me as fastidiously as I'm avoiding her, life will be a dream, sweetheart. Kyle is helping with a family member's post-surgery recovery for the rest of the month, and we miss him, but my other cashiers - most of whom I hired last summer (obligatory patting of self on the back) - are so funny and a blast to spend time with, so I'm still pretty happy at work. 

At home, we're getting ready for R's graduation on Friday. I meant to make a major dent in the decluttering and cleaning yesterday, but instead I ate two croissants from the bakery after work, and was down for the count for a couple of hours. Flour is not my friend. Today will be better. Even so, I was able to wash R's sheets, complete a load of dishes in the dishwasher, scrub out the sink, and fully unpack my suitcase from the trip. I need to move a bunch of my stuff downstairs. 

Hubby went to Olympia on Saturday to take R's and Hannah's senior pictures, and we were able to get grad announcements created, printed, and picked up, ready to be mailed. We can start working on that today, too. I will employ M, Little R, and Little C in the addressing and stamping and mailing; the little girls will enjoy that. 

June the Fourth Be With You

Today's Rowan's birthday. Their little card is sitting here waiting for them to show up. 

Life has been great here so far. The coffee is good, the biscuit is good, the waves at Lincoln City are good. No sightings of ... anyone yet. I miss Kyle, but Damaris is here with his anime books and we're both content to chill out and have funny conversations here and there.

This is my first regular four-hour shift I've had since leaving on vacation, and I'm happy to be here for exactly that long today. My work agenda includes the usual paperwork and finishing the monthly Foundation receipts, which ran into a few snags yesterday and needed some extra help. 

Taylor and I went to dinner and our favorite antiques store last night, and they bought a new possum t-shirt - can't wait to hear the feedback about that. There's usually a comment from... someone. 

WELP we made it to 9:09 before the first sighting. Back to my desk I zipped, silently. She doesn't like us making noise or having, you know, happiness. What a miserable human being.

Predictable

Today I'm wearing my purple Smokey the Bear "Resist" T-shirt and when I put it on this morning, I just had a feeling Stupid Monica would make a comment about it. 

Kyle saw it and said he liked it. I said, "I bet Monica says something about it," and he said, "WHY would she?" 

Ten minutes later, she saw me with my arms folded across my chest, and after a second or two of peering at my shirt, trying to read it, she asked, "What does your shirt say?" I uncrossed my arms, she read it, and gave me a meaningful look that I think was supposed to be conspirator-ish, like she's all in on the anti-fascist thing, or she's cool and I can trust her, or whatever. NOT HAVING IT, lady. 

Anyway, my instinct was on point and I wanted to make a note of it. I've seen enough of her stupid behavior to notice patterns, and that makes her easier to dodge, and I'm happy about that. KNOW THINE ENEMY. 

EYEBROWS UPDATE: Chris, Head of Security, visited us and let us know that we have the authority to bar Eyebrows from entering the store. We should tell her that she's not allowed to be here, and immediately call Security. 

We have screenshots of her walking into the bookstore printed out, and I gave a copy of several of them to the Security receptionists (Jeannie's back!! We love Jeannie and were sad when she left). When I did so, I learned that Eyebrows has NOT been trespassed from campus after being thrown off campus yesterday, but she is no longer allowed to enter the bookstore. Jeannie had never seen her, and Tara didn't know who we were talking about, so hopefully the printed screenshot will be helpful. We here in the cashier department had fun imagining having to throw her out.

Also: Kyle's spouse's surgery is happening Friday. Today was his last day with us for a month or so. He will be missed. 

I don't really love that this is turning into the "gripe about work" blog

...but let's just call it what it is. 

We had a theft, again, by a woman who has stolen from us twice before that we know of, and who will forever be known around the bookstore as "Eyebrows" because of her crazy makeup habits. 

Kyle and I watched Eyebrows walk out of the store with a bottle of coffee without stopping to pay for it. I called "Ma'am" as she walked away into the main hall, but she was wearing headphones and very clearly ignoring us. I called Security at 8:41 AM and then went back to the staff area to tell Heidi what happened. I saw Dan in the doorway of Receiving and said, apparently too loudly, "She did it again!" 

At the end of the hallway, Heidi and Stupid Monica immediately popped out of their offices, confirmed that the thief had stolen again, and Stupid Monica said, "If this happens again, let's be a little more discreet about it instead of announcing it into the hallway." 

sigh. LIKE THAT IS IMPORTANT RIGHT NOW. Hence Stupid Monica's nickname, "Stupid Monica". What the hell is wrong with the way I said it? Nothing - she's just neurotic and annoying as hell. I was gone for two weeks and already my level of rage with her has risen up to where it was before I left - in less than 24 hours! Way to go, Stupid Monica!

UPDATE: Before 1:00, one of our Security folks came through my line to buy snacks, and said that Eyebrows was trespassed from campus, and that she RESISTED. My stars and garters!!

I texted Dan, Ryan, and Kyle about this in our group chat, and Dan called her a "smelly pirate hooker" (he's an Anchorman fan). Cody and Damaris, to whom I showed Dan's response, had no clue this was an Anchorman quote. 

UPDATE 2: Later in the day, we learned from Dan that the nickname "Eyebrows" did not fly well with Stupid Monica, who found it offensive that we would assign a slur to a CRIMINAL WHO IS HABITUALLY ROBBING HER STORE. She launched into a lecture about RESPECT, directed at Dan and Ryan, right there in their monthly meeting. The control-freakiness is strong with this one.

Back into the swing of things

Taylor was here about 30 minutes before Monica saw their new haircut and made an insulting comment about it. The dipshittery continues. 

In other work news, it's great to be among my coworkers again. It's cap and gown season, which is always fun.