Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

 


Not too long ago, we had opted on cold meat deli sandwiches for dinner; they're quick, easy and leave very little of a mess in the kitchen. There's the added bonus of a nearby local grocer called Vincenzo's that has the most awesome array of meat for a lot less cost than your standard Zehrs. They sell more than 4 different types of procuitto, people! Over 4 types!

...but nothing over 9000, alas, unless you count their sheer coolness factor. Yes, I'm geeking over groceries. I have officially reached adulthood. We'll see how long I can last before we have to start attaching the "mature" part onto that title. If I'm lucky, it'll only be when I'm in my 60's, and that will be attributed more to my age than my attitude. Responsible adult, yes. Mature adult...nyaaaaaa.

Or even better: NYAN!




...anyhoo, back to the meat. I had already eaten, being quite ravenous upon my return home from work. Mel opted to have hers later. And wouldn't you know it: about an hour or so after, the following conversation ensues:

Mel: [not so subtly nudging me]

Me: "Yes?"

Mel: ^-^ "Hungry!"

Me: "And?"

Mel: ^___^ "Help with nom-noms!"

Me: [getting up off the couch] "Okay, okay, I'll...wait a minute. Did you just tell me to get into the kitchen and make you a sammich?!"

Mel: "Yes, but my way was cuter."

Me: o.O;;; "That's still the same thing!"


So, yes. I have been demoted from "husband" to "sammich maker." But on the plus side, I get to wear a really cool hat for it. (Okay, so not really, but I'm seriously considering putting it on every time I'm required to do the sammich thing for Mel. It's big and black and has a large feather in it. Not as cool as a fez, mind you, but I think it works for the kitchen.)

In other news, the past week has been filled with families and gatherings. Last weekend, Mel & I trekked out to Hamilton to pay homage to my niece, She-Who-Is-Dangerously-Aware-Of-How-Cute-She-Is-At-Only-Two-Years-Old Josslyn. Naturally, I shutterbugged all over the place, and even managed to snap a decent picture of Mel in the process. Bear in mind that Mel's philosophy on having her picture taken is a lot like my grandmother's: whenever possible, she either averts her head or demands a happy face sticker be tacked over her face in the picture. This can only lead to disaster on my part, for that only fuels my desire to sneak in as many photos of her face as I can. Being her husband/butler/sammich-maker, I think I'm entitled to that.

One added bonus to the visit was that my Dad came down from Nova Scotia for it, and planned to stick around a little afterwards. It was very cool to be able to spend Sunday hanging out with most of the family in a "we're not going to run around everywhere" fashion. A day or so after that, my Dad jumped over to KW to spend a few days with Mel & myself. In the process, I managed to procure an extra day off for myself, which was great: we hit the Farmer's Market, and spent a decent amount of time just driving around town. A lot of old places and landmarks my Dad remembers have either changed or are altogether vanished.

All in all, a fantastic time was had, and this really lights the proverbial pilot light under my butt to get over to Nova Scotia within the next year. (Something I'm sure Ysa & Chris will object heavily to ;)

This left me with only four working days last week. I know, you say: what could possibly go wrong in those mere four days? The good news is nothing went wrong. The bad news is: Head Office slammed us with a multitude of desired changes & rearranges, one after the other. I have spent all my shifts scrambling around to get markdowns completed, switch around the luggage wall, remerchandize one of our large display carousels...and on Monday, I have to change all the signage before I open. At least the added bonus there is it means I can get paid to go in early for once.

They could have just as easily split all these tasks between last week and this week. Last week we had no outstanding work orders from Head Office, and were kinda bored between customers. Now it's non-stop. I'm starting to think it's planned this way. Maybe they have the Cobra Commander on their payroll, and since he's little more than a washed-up megalomaniac now, he has to take his petty grievances out on us retail grunts. Though if he did work at Head Office, that would explain a few silly-assed ideas & policies that have come down the pipeline....

There's a potential crossover fanfic here, I'm sure of it.

Labels: and knowing how silly your employers can be sometimes is half the battle, family reunions, stop typing labels in here and go help with nomnoms

posted by Phillip at 6:42 AM