Slice of life

• From the "general business" segment of this morning’s team meeting:
  "Dairy case is up the usual turbid tributary absent the standard fecal motility apparatus."
  "What?"
  "We’re up shit creek without a paddle, Jo."
   
• You know you’ve gone off the deep end when you’re listening to Hand In My Pocket by Alanis whatserface and you start pointing out the various non sequitrs in the lyrics. Volubly, with great precision, quite loudly, in public, to Alanis.
   
• re: below – the imortance of a distinction between customer service and servicing customers. Although I suppose I could use the money.
• On my knees cleaning the lowest of the milk shelves this morning, a customer was looking for milk. I handed it to him and narrowly avoided saying "well, while I’m down here." as I did so.
  Moral of this tale: caffeine may lead you to make implicit offers of fellatio to random strangers. You Have Been Warned.
  KC, hoping you read this behind the counter and look like a crazy laughing person : )

Saturday morning, 3 hours sleep. This is SOP really.

/lunchbreak