I'm so pissed off right now. The very large state university that I will be attending next semester does not accept Visa credit cards as a form of payment. Being the responsible young person that I am, I only have one credit card. My payment is due tomorrow. So I have to hall my butt all the way down there, find parking, and pay by check in person. EVERYONE who takes credit cards takes Visa. But this large university with over 35,000 students (a bunch of which I'm willing to bet only have Visa cards) doesn't. And they don't bother to tell you this until you go to the web page and get ready to pay. They take Diner's Club. I work in retail and see around 30 credit cards a day. I have never seen a Diner's Club card. Know what most of the credit cards I see are? VISA. ARRGHH!

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I'm not usually into the "chain" live journal postings, but it sounded like more fun than anything else I've done all day. Although it was a good episode of Gilmore Girls this evening.

I'm pretty excited about the California election results. I'm as much of a republican as the next person (unless the next person is a democrat and then that just throws off the entire theory) but I'm really glad that Arnold's "state reform" plans got shot down. Parental notification about abortion got shot down too, but I'm not sure about the perscription drugs propositions. The important part is that when I get a teaching job I will actually get a hearing if they want to fire me. Teachers put up with more crap than most people for a lot less pay, they at least owe us a hearing.

I'm working away trying to put product on the shelves when this guy walks in the store and asks if I'm the one in charge here. Since I was the only employee on the floor I said yes, thinking that he had some sort of return issue or something. Then he starts in with his spiel. He asks me if I'm a friendly person (since I was at work I said yes, because they pay me to be friendly). Then he tells me that he's doing a fund raiser for SDSU athletics and asks me if I ever had to sell anything. I said yes, and then he busts out this beat up laminated brochure with magazine titles in it. I've seen this fundraiser before. People always use the same opening line and format, the pitch just changes. But schools don't use it. It's generally for a spring break trip or something like that.

I politely listened to this guy talk (while still working) even though we have a no soliciting sign in the window. I told him that I wasn't interested, but thank you and expected him to say thanks anyway and leave the store. No such luck. He goes on to say a bunch of stuff aimed at making me feel like a bad person for not buying his magazines. He asked me if I've ever bought anything from a fundraiser before and I said yes, of course I had and then he said "what, so you just don't want to help out college students?" I told him no and just looked at him for a minute. So then he says "what? You're looking at me all..." I told him that I didn't appreciate being guilt tripped. He told me that he wasn't guilt tripping me. I looked at him and said "this is my place of business." He gets all pissed off and says "now that was rude" and storms off. As he's leaving he yells "the other girl who works here was nice, she bought something and told me to come back by (which isn't true) but she didn't tell me that you were a bitch. Then he yells and you call yourself a Christian. Then it apparently occurred to him that I had never said anything about my religion because he hesitated and said "go to church!"

If I had thought about it at the time I would have called mall security on him, but I didn't. My boss was not pleased with him when she came back from her break and I told her what happened. Why are people such jerks?

I went and helped tab a speech tournament today for my high schoolers. One of the other coaches that I don't see much because he's off teaching English when I'm at school with the kids, got married recently. I had a massive crush on this guy all the way through high school, and I guess I still do a little bit. I was a Freshmen when he was a Senior and I helped him out with his senior project and we spent quite a bit of time together. But he had a girlfriend, so it never went passed completely innocent flirting. No big deal. He graduated and he worked at the school so I saw him all the time, but I lost track of him when I left the state for college. I'd run into him every once in a while, but only in passing.

It's kind of weird. Before today I've only seen him a few times since I've been back, but today we actually got a chance to talk. I still have a crush on him. I found myself blushing when I was talking to him and I'm pretty sure he noticed because he started flirting with me a little, which made me blush more. Old habits don't die so hard. I'm 100% sure that neither of us would let it go any farther than innocent flirting because he's married. I don't know what it is about him, but ever since the day I met him I've wanted to kiss him just once. That sounds like the 13 year old in me talking, but there's just something about him.

Attention California Voters: Vote NO on Prop 74.

Now, I like my job. Most of the time. The girl I wasn't particularly fond of moved away and I get the hours and days off I want. But customers are stupid. At my store we don't have anything in the back except on shipment days when we are in the process of putting stuff out. A customer asked me to check in the back for something and I told her about not having anything there. She said (in a really snotty voice) that at other _____ stores they have gone in the back and gotten stuff for her (while shooting me that you're just being lazy look). I promptly told her that I wasn't telling her lies. And so she said she wasn't accusing me of telling lies. So I said, "oh, I wasn't sure" and walked away. My manager thought that was hilarious.

Then there's the other customers who decide that they want a certain type of shoe such as a "Mary Jane" or a "Topsider." When and then when you show them your selection of Mary Janes they inform you that those are not Mary Janes. It doesn't matter that several million other people in the world know that style of shoe as a Mary Jane, this person believes they're right and tries to convince you that you're wrong. "Ballet flats are not Mary Janes. Mary Janes have a strap." "Not always." "Yes always." "No." "I promise." "That can't be!" "But it is." I don't get paid enough to blindly agree with customers.

I don't mind "stupid" questions, but when people argue with me about something for several minutes I have to draw the line.

Halloween was good. I had to work until 9:30, but it was good. I went out to Claim Jumper right after with my sister and some friends and then we went back to one of our friends' houses and watched Donnie Darko. I'm not really a fan of scary movies, so the freaky bunny thing didn't really do it for me.

My costume was a big hit. I had to wear jeans under it while I was at work or face 200 little kids looking straight up my skirt (yes, it was that short). But I wore the whole thing at my friend's house. Picture to come.

Did you know that there's five oceans now? I had no idea. Apparently a bunch of science type people have decided that the south pole area ocean is different enough from the other oceans to be called the south ocean. This apparently happened 5 years ago and nobody told me. Not so much originality in the name though huh? The new planet that just got discovered is called Xena. Like the Warrior Princess. I applaud the planet people for being more creative than the ocean people.

For Halloween I'm going as Little Miss Muffet with a very short skirt and a poufy pettycoat underneath. To complete the ensemble I'm wearing thigh high stalkings and some little pink polka dot boyshort underwear underneath. My sister is going as equally skanky goldilocks. Should be a good night.