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Narcissism and Burritos
Written on 2001-07-09, at 2:42 p.m.
This is...hmm, fun disoriented entry day...

Let me break this down for everyone. I just woke up..about 2:45 in the afternoon...After working since 6am on Saturday morning. Ok ok ok...so I had about 5 hours off between 1am-6am on Sunday. But still, that's a LOT of work.

The reason?


You see, we're opening a new "GAP 2000" here in O-town. I won't bore you by going into the description of what it is, but like everything else that scrambled to attach a "2K" to their name, it's huge and overblown.

35,000. Thirty five thousand. Treinta cinco miles. Trente cinq mille. " ". That last one was American Sign Language. Ok, that's all the languages I know...anyway...35,000. It's not really THAT big a number, is it? I mean, in this day and age, with trillion (let's see...trillion is 1,000,000,000,000) dollar budgets, and $25 million dollar lottos being fairly common, 35,000 doesn't seem like so much. I mean, you can't even buy most luxury cars for that.


Let me tell you, 35,000 IS a lot. Especially when it comes to articles of clothing, nay, more specific, GAP clothing. I'm a big visuals person lately. No, not a visual specialist for anyone who knows GAP, because then they'd have to actually pay me more, and make me a manager. and personally, I think it's quite right to not put me in any position of power, regardless of how minute. But I digress...so, specifically what I was doing this weekend was sorting through 35,000 pieces of clothing to place them, and then start doing my visuals (mannequins, wall displays, all that madness.)

So I guess the moral of the story is that, um, 35,000 is a big number? Ok, I REALLY shouldn't have gotten out of bed.


So let's see, amusing anecdotes from this weekend...There weren't very many, besides the one which tells of me walking around this GIANT store for an hour looking for clothes I needed to dress some bodyforms. I was very annoyed, because all I had was a picture to work by, and not a very good one. No item numbers, nothing. So this is taking a good hour of my time, when finally I ask in frustration if there is ANY other picture in the book I can use, because this sheet of paper is NO help at all. My visuals director looks at me, takes the sheet out of my hand, and turns it over to reveal a close up picture, and all item numbers. Hmm. Now, I argue that when I say "This sheet of paper is NO help at all" I clearly mean the very specific side of the sheet that I happened to be bumbling with for the past hour.

The only other thing that I thought was mildly amusing was this...I was walking through the mall on my lunch break, when I'm rounding a corner, and through the shop window I what I believe to be a very cute boy heading toward me. Senses heightened, and ready to flirt, he mysteriously disappears, and I realize I had been flirting with my own reflection in an angled window mirror.

Not that I'm Narcissistic or anything, but I was all dirty from shipments, and was feeling very ugly. So, it was good to know that I thought I was cute regardless. Yeah. Um, sort that one out if you can.


So now here I sit, craving a Grilled Stuft Burrito from Taco Bell, listening to the torrential downpour that's been waking me up all morning. It is raining a LOT here. I live on the second floor, and I think I just saw Noah float by in an ark...but he didn't have any ducks with him. (If you don't get that, you need to become a huge Eddie Izzard fan). I have a massive assignment due tomorrow for school, which I haven't even looked at yet. But, that's life.

I apologize for the surreal ramblings today, when I wake up, maybe I'll do something a little better...

Be well...


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