4/30/01
The "Wiccan" kid was back again, returning some stones he'd bought because "they didn't have enough power in them." The seal on the box wasn't even broken. Then he asked for my phone number because he wanted to "let me know how the ritual went." I refused to give it to him, and then he admitted that he wanted it to try to get me into his ritual too. He asked me to help him with a ritual that would help him to gain power over the weather. (That makes no sense since he claims to have already created a hurricane in the past.) Today he pretended like he could "start something I couldn't stop." I'd like to see him try, with his made up crystal powers, blue diamond immortality, and oh so cool skateboard. Yes, a force to be reckoned with.
4/29/01
Jack slept in this morning so we had to sit around and wait for his late ass. Some regular early-morning customers hovered forlornly before they gave up. Jack finally got there maybe an hour after opening. Heh. Some little kid, after he was done looking at the Pokémon cards I'd taken off the display for him, pointed at them and said in a really snotty voice, "Ex-CUSE me, put those BACK now please!" Hehe. His mother yelled at him for being a little snot.
Some dude came and returned a book because he found it cheaper at Sam's, and acted all superior about it. Oh well--I think he was trying to get us to discount it more. Too bad; we don't price match.
On the way home, I found a bra, a pair of panties, and a shirt all by the side of the road, some distance from each other. Odd.
4/28/01
A kid in Pokémon League asked me for "stampy-wampies" today. When I kidded him about "stampy-wampies," he said it was his accent.
4/25/01
The "Wiccan" kid came back today to follow me around the store and tell me he can control the weather, that he's looking for a blue diamond with which to work a spell to become immortal, and that he was once hit by a truck.
4/23/01
A guy buying polished rocks gleefully announced that they were to be used "for Wicca," and asked me eagerly if I'd heard of it. Um. I told him that I'd done more than heard of it, and now he seems to think I am his new best friend and asked me where he can buy a pentagram. Um.
Another odd one: A guy acted really confused that I didn't have some kind of record or list of every book he's bought in our store. When I told him we didn't have records of that sort, he was like, "Not even in your computer or anything?" and I'm like "no," and he's like, "Well can't you just print me out a record of everything that was bought under my name?" GRR! Where the HELL does he think we have this list? He's probably one of those people who thinks "the internet" is something you can download on a floppy disk.
And another guy . . . I asked him, "Did you find everything okay?" and he answered with his zip code. I was like "huh?" and he repeated it, and I asked him why he said that, and he thought I was asking him for his zip code. What the hell? Why would I ask that?
Last weird thing: Some lady wanted to buy a gift certificate, but since she considered our gift certificate "ugly," she wanted to know if she could get a gift certificate with a pretty picture on it. When I said that was all we had, she walked out.
4/22/01
Today my mother came to my work and sat in the Middle Readers aisle and made a huge mess in the aisle, and when I came over to see what the hell was going on she pretended to be a little kid. It was odd.
4/16/01
Our out-of-town newspapers cost a lot because they're shipped from a distributor who likes to make lots of money on us. Some lady refused to believe that the Ocala paper, labeled "$4.15," was really four dollars and fifteen cents, and kept pointing to the original price of the newspaper--$1.25. She insisted it couldn't be $4.15 and acted like I just didn't understand what she meant when I refused to sell it to her for that price. Grr. She left without buying it . . . which is fine by me.
Then another lady, seeing me standing at the OPEN counter, tried to stop at a CLOSED counter and SQUEEZE her merchandise through the crack to give it to me. Like, uh, hello.
Another very funny thing happened too: some lady said she liked used books and didn't understand why some people were squeamish about handling used books, because "After all, I'm just reading them, I'm not LICKING them." Hehe!
4/15/01
Easter Sunday is rather slow at our store. Some lady seemed really sorry that I "had" to be there on Easter, saying "Don't you at least get a nice Easter dinner when you go home tonight?" I told her I didn't celebrate that holiday and it certainly didn't concern me to have to work on this particular day. I think when Beltane (May 1st) rolls around I should announce "Happy Beltane!" to people and wish them good fertility rites. Let's see how they like it.
Also, the shitty lady who routinely lets her one-year-old trash the kids' section actually helped me fix the display her baby broke today. That's unusual.
4/4/01
A few days ago I helped a guy with finding introductory books on Wicca, and after I was gone for the day he left a message with one of my co-workers telling me to call him. I finally got a hold of him today and ended up spending half an hour on the phone talking to this guy about what books are good to start out with and the concepts in general. It was weird.
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