work; crappiness

[amezri]

Doing backroom stuff is cool. It makes the time fly. The two hours I spent in the shop just dragged by. Closing by myself was nearly a fiasco. First, a woman from NZ came and and asked who had given me my greenstone. I told her I bought it myself, even though I know it's supposed to be a gift (like tarot cards). She proceeded to tell me to sell it to someone for $0.05 and then have them give it back to me. *sigh* Maybe. After that, when I was finally closing the store, I couldn't remember what to do exactly and where all the info was supposed to go on the sheets. Then I was freaking out and wrote the figures wrong the first 4 times. Then I needed change for $5 so I could put four singles into the deposit, except the bitch at the cafe just glared at me and said she didn't have any change. Dude. WTF?! So I went over to the Parodies guy, but he couldn't give me change unless I bought something so he could open his till - that, I totally understood, so I bought a pack of lifesavers and got my change. I think I got the rest of it under control. Hopefully.

On the way home, I ran a red light because I wasn't paying attention and I couldn't stop soon enough. Thankfully, there was no one coming the other way, so instead of skidding to a halt in the middle of the road, I just kept going >_< THEN, my windshield wipers were stopping every few seconds like in the middle of the windshield. When I got home, they smelled like burning. Oh, and to top it all off, my windshield still leaks. So I have to call the auto glass place and see if I can get an appointment for Thursday morning. Argh.

At least PKW Part 2 finished downloading. And there's a new Gilmore Girls... in 10 minutes. Hrm. Maybe I won't watch it. I still want to burn some CDs to bring into work tomorrow so I don't have to listen to crappy music for 8 hours. Blech.

Comments

[fyrdrakken]

What's the deal with greenstone that it's supposed to be a gift?

[amezri.livejournal.com]

It's tradition that the greenstone is given to you as a gift because it used to take months to carve, so it was great honor to recieve one. My impression is that it's tacky and against the spirit if you've bought one for yourself.

[fyrdrakken]

Ah, like nominating yourself for something?
I was actually sort of reminded in reverse by the above suggestion (about selling it to someone to gift to you) of the old superstition that giving someone a knife as a gift "severs" the friendship, so that you're supposed to have them give you a token amount of money (just, like, $1, or a penny back when that was a useful amount, that kind of thing) to make it a "sale" rather than a "gift" to prevent that from happening.

[amezri.livejournal.com]

I don't think I've ever heard that about giving knives. Very interesting..

[fyrdrakken]

Mind you, I've only run across this superstition in works of fantasy or historical fiction. But since it was in works by different authors, I'm guessing it likely that it was a genuine superstition at one point rather than something someone made up for their fictional world.