Well yesterday I made the biggest blunder in all of my 8 years there. I should have known yesterday would bring bad luck the moment I awoke and saw my dad lounged out in our living room grading ACTs. Since when does he grade ACTs? He fell asleep during his. On Mondays my morning is a very tightly choreographed routine because Monday is the one day I can't be late to work because I'm supposed to be there to open in case the bossman has to take his kid to school or something like that. I certainly didn't need my father or the old people driving slow in Upper Arlington to interfere, but they did anyways. But I still got to work on time.
Actually, for a Monday it was fairly uneventful. No homeless people, no screaming. Only a toothless man trying to sell us steaks, a bad tasting Chipotle burrito, and the mother coming to stuff some consignment money we had for her into her Scooby Doo lunch pail. But then I dun goofed. After doing my best to help a Mexican family that didn't speak English, I got to talking with a lady who wanted to put $200 down on her $1000 balance. I entered it into the computer and then we got to talking about whatever. It's not often we get intelligent customers, and the conversation was making the day go faster. Well our conversation was winding down and I realized I hadn't run her card so she handed it to me, I swiped it, and looked at the computer screen. Balance remaining: $800. Ok, let's just key that in there and hit enter.......oh shit. oh no. oh fuck. There had been such a disconnect between my entering the payment in the computer and my actually taking the money that I had mistakenly charged her card for the balance remaining. I did my best to force a refund to her card on our machine, but it didn't show up on her online banking (it probably takes a day). Luckily she seemed fairly affluent and said she would transfer money into the account, but I could still tell she was pissed at me. It's my last week though, so at least she only has a few more days left to come in and attack me.
But as to not end on a negative note, the day actually turned out pretty well. Over the past month and a half I've become friends with a group of Russian kids who are here for a summer work program. They are super cool and have provided me with the opportunity to do a lot of cool stuff I wouldn't have normally done this summer. Unfortunately one of them lost her passport and had been very upset about it so last night she and I drove to Tuttle Mall to look for it and luckily the people at Panera had found it. She cried when she got it back, so I felt good about being able to help. I've never lost my passport or been in a foreign country when I wasn't part of some sort of organized program so I can't even imagine what a nightmare it was for her to lose it, but luckily everything is better. Then we went bowling which was a lot of fun. I remembered myself being good at bowling but apparently I remembered incorrectly because I sucked. But I think I'm going to go again tonight because I love bowling and hadn't been in years.
To the more than one but less than five people that might stumble upon this blog, I apologize for the boring content. I'm working on getting it to be more exciting, because I don't like whining either. In the future there will definitely be pictures, personal essays, maybe some parts from a novel I'm thinking about writing, and maybe some embarrassing personal stories, like the time I went into the porno shop in Siberia. Later I plan to post a response to a Gaga article I read. And Karen Hobowsky has requested "dick pics and hj's," so I'll see what I can do to please my audience. For now Karen, enjoy these Dick pics:
And to anyone interested in the origins of I dun goofed, check out this guy Hulking up and helping his daughter fend off a group of internet dorks who had been harassing her:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=scyGo7tkC4I
I would like to get in contact with my sister Karen Hobowsky. I haven't seen or spoken to her since 1990. Would you please help me?
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