ehowton (ehowton) wrote,

Churchman & Graves, LLC

Dreamed Susan, Michelle and I opened a small kitsch retail store. It was fun. Lots of odd knick knacks and the like. I was left alone at one point, the others presumably at lunch, and was at a small table (which was acting as my desk) up against a large glass window trying to get a hold of my personal insurance company when a lovely lady peered in trying to get my attention. She was very pretty but my spidey-senses were tingling so I pretended not to see her. She put her knees together and bit her lip, looking up and down the street, still trying to get my attention. When that didn't work she groaned aloud that she needed to come in and use the bathrooms. I pretended the entire time to neither see, nor hear her, but when she went across the street to the gas station I got up to watch her go, surprise dto stopped to interact with an older lady on her way in. The cops showed up a bit later to question me - she was a con artist who'd hit quite a few stores that day, and they were out warning everyone as she was apparently a felon and considered quite dangerous! When they found out she'd already been here they wanted to know why I didn't let her in. I told them it was because she had eyes like Bella from Supernatural and you can't really ever trust that.

Then Michelle and Susan were back and we were so busy! I had four or five people in my line alone and some of the stuff they were bringing me wasn't marked - it was super frustrating. Not to mention I was using the calculator on my iPhone which probably wasn't the best idea for working retail - and trying to calculate tax and scribble it all down on a roll of receipt paper with a ball point pen. I was NOT prepared for this. The older Asian lady then gave me me a handful of oversized $50's and $20's for her bill which had only come to $7.70. I was telling her that her bill wasn't that much but another lady in line told me it was her way of helping us get started. That was sweet. As I finished my line I went to see Susan down the hall at her checkout. She still had some people in her line. Susan was sitting behind a huge counter/desk and not a little table like mine. She had an impressive desktop gaming rig for her computer instead of a little laptop like I had on my table, and a couple of 10-key machines with a tax-button built right in which printed the receipts automatically right from the little rolls instead of handwriting them out - she was absolutely brilliant. I rang one lady up while I was there, to help her out before remembering left the cash bag in the hall! I went back through the thinning line, grabbed the back, turned off all the lights behind grabbed it, and mused how working a 12-hours day at your own job was awesome!

As I came back into my office, I found two fully grown, rambunctious kangaroos running up and down the office.
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