How to be the best customer ever.*

1. Do NOT use a cart.
-We pretty much only have them there for decoration. We would much rather you still buy as much as you want, and please leave it all up on our counterspace that we are using. If we move your items, please look puzzled and wonder who would do such a thing.

2. Have rowdy kids? Bring them to us!
-We understand. It's too cold to go to the park, and it's definitely way too much effort to discipline your children so please feel free to let them run free in our establishment. Make sure they scream constantly so we know their location at all times. Encourage them to smudge glass and, if at all possible, smear fecal matter wherever they please.

3. Be vague.
-Example: if you are looking at jewelry and need us to show you something in the case, do not describe the object. For example, saying, "Please show me the tray of bracelets on the second shelf" is unacceptable and much to efficient. Rather, please point and say this exact phrase: "I want to see THAT." When we inquire, "Where?", repeat, "That, there." Do not include location or descriptive words at any point in time. Then sigh loudly and roll your eyes when we select the wrong item.

4. Ask questions and tell us we are wrong when we answer.
-If you would like to know a price, and we tell you and you do not like it, please inform us how stupid we are. When we respond by telling you that we have been employed at this place for several months, mutter something about how that means we should know better. Also, ask for free stuff, and price switch to your heart's desire. Act surprised and outraged when we catch you.

*worst customer ever.

I love my job [sometimes].

Guatemala bites.

I'm not sure what we're supposed to learn from this human rights violations project. What I have learned is that the majority of the world kindof sucks, and if you try to help, you or your loved ones will suffer and/or die.

It's just really depressing.

On the bright side, I've got myself a new boyfriend/best friend who makes sure he sees me almost every day, and I'm over at his house almost as much as mine. I love my house, but I like it over there, too. It's just new and very nice to have his company so often.

I was up for a few hours last night due to some pain issues. About three or four days a month, I am a slave to ibuprofen. Three every six hours. But this month is better than all the others so far.

Things are looking up.

Currently Hello Hurricane By Switchfoot see related

"Become who you are.

It happens once in a life time."

Everything is going amazing. It's funny how sometimes the most painful things can turn into the most amazing. Everything timed out just right, and I'm never looking back.

This is how it's supposed to be.

Currently Memento Mori By Flyleaf Chasm see related

Things are looking up.

I'm exhausted right now. After being ridiculously nauseous and barely being able to eat for about three days, upon cleaning poo for the 18972835th time this week, I finally tossed my cookies. Well. Tossed my chinese food. Whatever. I'm really tired. I just want to shower and go to bed.

But there is more to do lately. More people to talk to, and I'm not alone thinking about stuff I can't do anything about.

I just feel better. Not constantly. And possibly not for long. But I feel better now, and I can't ask for anything more.

I know you're there.

127 people have viewed my page this week, and that still doesn't count tomorrow's views.

So since you won't comment, go watch me on youtube instead!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUjn2yJwywg

Thanks.