November 17, 2004
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Each day, work gets just a little, tiny bit easier. We have a number we
call when we have questions, and I can tell that one of the girls that
answers that line is getting frustrated with us. There was another lady
in training that was just as clueless as me, and she calls about as
often as I do. Everybody else that answers that line is very nice and
patient. Hopefully, I will start picking up things quicker and
therefore making their jobs just a little easier.Dave and I went shopping tonight for Saturday Thanksgiving. I have said
it before, and I will say it again: Dave is fucking nuts. The amount of
money he has spent this year is in-fucking-sane! He also bought a lot
of new silverware and china, making it even more expensive. Most of the
china he bought, wasn’t specifically for Thanksgiving, but he is going
to use it then. He was going to have to buy the china sometime anyway.
But, the food. Man, he always goes WAAAAAAY overboard. We were like a
couple of chicks………….ok, I will be honest, he was like a chick
going grocery shopping. We started off at Costco. He was upset because
he wasn’t able to get the same type of apple pie that he always buys,
but honestly, it won’t make a difference because each year he buys it
and nobody eats it. And its always a very large pie, and usually, there
might be one piece eaten, and the rest is thrown away. I tell him he
doesn’t need to buy it, but he always does.There was this neat piano that we started playing at Costco. We were
both playing it at the same time and pressing all sorts of buttons. It
wasn’t very loud, but Dave said we should stop before we get kicked
out. Damn him. Damn him for being an adult.The fun part about Costco is that they have these heavy duty carts. I
love riding them. Its so childish, yet so much fun. I did the same
thing at Meijer, but the cart would occasionally lift up and I would
almost flip the whole thing. This never happened at Costco, although
Meijer’s carts are faster.I thought Dave bought a lot at Costco, but it was nothing compared to
Meijer. His cart was overflowing with stuff. He just kept putting shit
inside of it. All I know is that we are going to have one hellva a meal
on Saturday. We have spared nothing, and it looks like we might have
more food than ever before, which is sorta a scary thought. I can’t
wait, I think its my favorite day of the year, or at least one of my
favorites.Throughout the night, Dave kept calling Kelli what seemed like every 20
minutes or so, to ask her about various products. The funny part, is
that even though he kept calling her, and he had a list, I think he
still forgot to buy something that was on her list. Not that it was
easy to remember it. I mean, the cart was so full you really couldn’t
see if he had all of what he needed.
