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Aug. 3rd, 2004 10:01 amWork sucked. Badly.
But, haha, I am off for two days! Also, I amused myself after one Very Annoyed Old Man had left, by recounting one of the worst customers I'd ever had back when I first learning how to be a cashier. Of course, by now I can't remember what his problem was; all I remember was that he was very tall, and Yelling! Very LOUDLY Because of course the whole store needed to know how very very angry he was. *nods*
That actually made me cry, back then? But now it seemed amusing. In a sad sort of way. Also made me feel a little bit proud that I could make a joke out of it. ^^;
And then, I got home! And Dusky has had her vet visit, much quicker this time since I knew where I was going. ...I still drove past it and had to turn around, while listening to this story on NPR about an infestation of something called... um *brain dies* I believe they are called snake-heads? A truly nasty sort of fish, which doesn't belong on this contintent, but is infesting the Potemic.
Which can survive out of water for days, apparently, whislt wrigling its way to new water sources, and a guy caught one and hit it 4 or 5 times in the head with pliers and it didn't die and they breed like mad, over a thousand per mating, and and and and !! augh omg panic!!! o.o !!!
About the time I thought this sounded rather like a B horror movie, the announcer (who has maintained his usual calmly interested voice) informs us that the ~Evil~ Sankehead fish has already inspired said movie. Wherein the fish infest a small town and begin biting people's heads off. <<;;;
XD
I mean, yes it is a serious ecological concern, because the things are empyting out every body of water they've gotten in, etc? But. I mean. Biting people's heads off?! I was still laughing as I carried Dusky into the vet's.
And before I say how much she weighs, I shall point out that I know nothing of how to measure weight. *nods* ...... 2 1/2 pounds. -.-;;
But, the nice vet whose name I will hopefully learn to remember, has assured me that she really is old enough to use flea medicene on. *cheers!*
*confetties!*
*much petting of the Dusky!* :D
And when I get up, and am sufficently awake, I will treat her with the lovely flea medicene. And then the dying will start. *nods* >:) According to the vet, it should take until tomorrow for dying to really start... okay, so he called it the medicene working. >:p It is dead fleas! deaddeaddead! That's the whole point!
Sadly, I find myself hoping the fleas have some bizzare tiny civilization which will be destroyed by the dying. ...Between that and having to focus to be sure I'm spelling correctly, I think it's time to go to bed.
..Oh, and de-wormer and another shot, and this time it was $16, which was relieving because I had braced myself for paying more than that. <<
^^;
But, haha, I am off for two days! Also, I amused myself after one Very Annoyed Old Man had left, by recounting one of the worst customers I'd ever had back when I first learning how to be a cashier. Of course, by now I can't remember what his problem was; all I remember was that he was very tall, and Yelling! Very LOUDLY Because of course the whole store needed to know how very very angry he was. *nods*
That actually made me cry, back then? But now it seemed amusing. In a sad sort of way. Also made me feel a little bit proud that I could make a joke out of it. ^^;
And then, I got home! And Dusky has had her vet visit, much quicker this time since I knew where I was going. ...I still drove past it and had to turn around, while listening to this story on NPR about an infestation of something called... um *brain dies* I believe they are called snake-heads? A truly nasty sort of fish, which doesn't belong on this contintent, but is infesting the Potemic.
Which can survive out of water for days, apparently, whislt wrigling its way to new water sources, and a guy caught one and hit it 4 or 5 times in the head with pliers and it didn't die and they breed like mad, over a thousand per mating, and and and and !! augh omg panic!!! o.o !!!
About the time I thought this sounded rather like a B horror movie, the announcer (who has maintained his usual calmly interested voice) informs us that the ~Evil~ Sankehead fish has already inspired said movie. Wherein the fish infest a small town and begin biting people's heads off. <<;;;
XD
I mean, yes it is a serious ecological concern, because the things are empyting out every body of water they've gotten in, etc? But. I mean. Biting people's heads off?! I was still laughing as I carried Dusky into the vet's.
And before I say how much she weighs, I shall point out that I know nothing of how to measure weight. *nods* ...... 2 1/2 pounds. -.-;;
But, the nice vet whose name I will hopefully learn to remember, has assured me that she really is old enough to use flea medicene on. *cheers!*
*confetties!*
*much petting of the Dusky!* :D
And when I get up, and am sufficently awake, I will treat her with the lovely flea medicene. And then the dying will start. *nods* >:) According to the vet, it should take until tomorrow for dying to really start... okay, so he called it the medicene working. >:p It is dead fleas! deaddeaddead! That's the whole point!
Sadly, I find myself hoping the fleas have some bizzare tiny civilization which will be destroyed by the dying. ...Between that and having to focus to be sure I'm spelling correctly, I think it's time to go to bed.
..Oh, and de-wormer and another shot, and this time it was $16, which was relieving because I had braced myself for paying more than that. <<
^^;
