So, the wall colors in my room are atrocious... I'm pretty sure the color is named "Urinary Tract Infection Yellow"... Gross... And since I lost my job last week I've now got plenty of free time, so today I decided to do some repainting.
Went down to Home Depot, picked out a pretty new color, and went to the paint counter to ask the guy to make it up for me. He did. While we were waiting for it to mix I found myself checking him out. He's super cute. And, after the paint finished he says to me "Is there anything else I can do for you today, ma'am?"
Now, I've been called ma'am before, but, there's always that "ooops, uh, sorry..." moment afterwards when they think they've made a mistake. This time that didn't happen.
I had this Scrubs fantasy moment where I climbed over the counter, tackled him, and gave him a great big kiss. But instead I just smiled and walked up to the register to pay for it.
The cashier said "Did you find everything okay, ma'am?" Again, no "oops" moment.
I ducking love that store!
I ended up sitting in my car giggling hysterically until I was crying I was so happy!
And, I figured, "Y'know what. Today's a good day!" So I went to my former workplace to get my final paycheck. I was not out there, nor did I ever figure I'd step back in that building after going full time. But, today I did. Ended up actually speaking to the two managers who terminated me. The conversation went on for about five minutes before they finally asked me for my name. I told them, and one of them said "Oh! I didn't recognize you with your..........." and then he eyed me up and down "............ red hair."
I had to bite my tongue to keep from erupting into laughter. I also walked right past one of my former coworkers, who didn't recognize me at all.
What a difference a week makes!
