So I got this phone call at work. It went something like this:
Me: Lover's Package, how can I help you.
Guy on the phone: Yea, do you have any girls you can send out tonight?
M: Um, I'm sorry?
G: Do you have any girls you can send out?
M: I don't understand the question.
G: Oh, ok, I'll call somewhere else.
And he hangs up. This sounds like a call for an excort service to me. What the fuck. We don't have hookers or anything. Fuck, man. Very strange.
Oh, the other thing that happened is that this black couple was in the store shopping around and when they came up to the counter to buy their stuff he said, "I know that not many black people are come into the store, but not all black people are shop lifters. You don't need to watch over us the entire time that we are in the store." Now, I wasn't watching them more then any one else in the store. It was pretty busy at that time and I was standing in front of the counter watching everyone. I wasn't watching anyone in particular and I told them this. I told them I was sorry if they felt that I was watching them too much, but it's my job to be there. This really bothered me. I'm not trying to judge anyone that comes into the store or anything. The last thing that I want is to make any customers feel uncomfortable.
Blah. This stuff bothers me. I don't want to be labeled racist or anything so when he said that, I really felt bad about it. I don't believe I was doing anything wrong. Just doing my job. Sigh, I hate retail sometimes. I want to have a different job.
I'm kinda drunk now. I do get two days off now and I really need them. I've been fighting this cold and two days off will help that. Tomorrow, I will have no worries.
I miss Kristen already. I wish she was back from he weekend vacation.