Saturday, April 10, 2010

Maybe you can help me out...

What makes people think they have the right to treat you like shit if they are paying you. Like the assholes that clearly see you have your hand extended, en route to meeting their hand and they go over your hand...to throw the money on the counter. Or, when they walk up and hand you money and stare at you. How am I supposed to know what you want if you don't speak. It's not even that big of a decision. Golf Balls or Tokens. Two choices. Then once you pick, decide how many you want. No I cant make that decision for you, its your call. Also, if your cage breaks...don't come in here and DEMAND a token to reimburse you. 1. It's not my fault the cage didn't throw you all ten stupid baseballs, don't take it out on me, and 2. I ALWAYS reimburse people if something happens, I'm not a bitch, if something happens and you don't get your full money's worth, ill throw you a token or two, there's no need to tell me I need to give you another token like its the last hit of crack after a five day binge, with some transients, under an interstate overpass, in a bad part of town. Haven't they ever heard of Karma? I don't want to be around when it all comes back around. Yikes.


On a lighter note, the end of the semester is coming near, and I am all registered for my summer classes and am so excited to start! Also, Holly the ferret went to the vet yesterday because she had fleas that I couldn't get rid of, no matter what I did. The doctor said she was super healthy, I guess the weird, syrupy/vegetable oil looking stuff that she goes nuts over has vitamins in them, the doc likes ferrets to weigh in at 2 pounds max and little Holly weighs in at a whopping 2.8 lbs!! What a fatty!! Oh yeah, by the way, found out that after a year, Holly...is a him. Yep, after owning her for almost a year now, just now found out she is a he. Apparently, all ferrets in the United States come from Marshall Farms in California, so they fix and descent them almost as soon as they're born, so they don't have enough time for they're external genitalia to develop, so it makes it very hard to figure out the gender of a ferret. I took the store clerks word for it when they said he/she was a girl. I have decided to keep his/her name Holly because that is what he/she comes to. So from now on I have a transvestite ferret and I'm ok with that.

5 comments:

  1. Um, it's probably ok to not have ferret penis in your face in the middle of the night. It's bad enough if it's on a guy but ferret? I'll pass. ;) Maybe your ferret is overeating because he/she is confused about himself/herself. I'd overeat too. But wait..wouldn't this make him/her transgender? I just don't know- I'm all confused.

    I hate rude people period. I can't work anywhere that requires me to serve someone because I'm long past the "I can just wait until you're gone to make fun of you" phase. I have no filter.

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  2. Well, that's the cutest transvestite ferret I've ever seen. And I've seen my share! :p

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  3. Aw! I always wanted a ferret when I was a kid. S/he's so cute!

    We once bought a pair of gerbils that the pet store people told us were both boys. But after a couple weeks we noticed them displaying certain behaviors, and realized one was a girl! Luckily we got them apart before they could make more gerbils, since that's a cycle that's hard to break.

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  4. God, I also HATE when people "throw" the money on the counter! Pisses me off so much...

    Also, CUTE FERRET!!! Though I know you were joking, I truly believe animals CAN be LGBTQ... My wife and I had a sweet kitty who was male and way gay. He hated female cats, wouldn't have anything to do with them, however he'd cuddle up with any male cat he could find. <3

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  5. awww hes so cute! I love to go to the pet store and look at them all passed out on top of each other! I used to have a friend who had one and i would always do the nape of the neck thing and hold them so they just went limp....

    awww i want a ferret!

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