Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas.
I hope yours is better than mine is... for the past 15 hours I have been throwing up on and off... Curse you germ-covered holiday shoppers!!!

Speaking of germ-covered holiday shoppers...

"Would you like to purchase a gift card for anyone this year?" I ask as I am supposed to.
"Yes! One for the sweater and one for the shoes." the G-CHS replies.
"No, a gift card is a card you put money on to give to someone, which allows them to pick out whatever they'd like, you imbecile!!! You are thinking of a gift receipt. Get it right! It's not that hard! Card. Receipt. Card. Receipt." I feel like yelling at them.
Congratulations. Score one me, score -18 for G-CHS.

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"Would you like any gift boxes today?" I ask with a smile on my face BEFORE I put their merchandise in the bag.
"Umm, no, I've got plenty of boxes at home," the G-CHS replies.
("Yes, one less thing to do," I think to myself.)
I hand them their bags and say, "Thanks! Have a nice day!"
"You know, could I get some boxes?"
("SERIOUSLY?!?")
"Yes, how many do you need?" I reply, inevitably sounding slightly annoyed, then, more often than not, just giving them another bag of just their boxes because you can't put boxes in a bag that already has clothes in it.
"Oh, I only need one bag though," G-CHS tells me after I had them their bag with only boxes in it.
("This is why I asked you before I put your clothes in the bag, G-CHS.")
"Have a nice day, thanks for coming in."
("Now get out of my face.")

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"If I have to hear another Hilary Duff or NSync Christmas song one more time I am going to punch someone."

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"Do you have this in an XXL?"
"No, our store sizes for women's clothes only go up to an XL. We have extended sizes on our online store at aeropostale.com."
"Could you go check in the back?"
"No, our store sizes for women's clothes only go up to an XL. But we do have extended sizes on our online store."
"Well, I need it before Christmas."
"I'm sorry, but we don't carry anything above an XL in our store for women."
"Fine, I guess I'll just have to come up with something to tell my daughter why you didn't have her size."
("Holy hannah, lady. Chill out. It's not our fault. Do your holiday shopping before the 23rd next time.")
"Well, if there was something I could do, I would. Maybe you could rush order it."
"*SIGH* Fine. Maybe there's another store in here. Maybe I'll look online. Bye."

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8:30 shows on the clock.
"Alex! We close in half an hour! Woo hoo!" I exclaim to my co-worker.
"I know. I can't wait to get out of here."
"Me neither. However, hopefully we can get all these people out of here."
"No kidding. There are so many people..."
9:00 rolls around and there are quite a few people in the store still, however a lot of them are hurrying to finish up.
9:30 -- most people are in line, however there are still a few stragglers around the store.
10:00 -- There are two Bosnian customers and one girl from Vernal.
10:15 -- The Bosnian customers leave. The girl from Vernal is still in the store. She's already made a purchase, mind you.
10:30 --
"Is there anything we can help you with?"
"Yeah, do you have this blue sweater in an XL?"
"Let me go check in the back."
"Thank you so much!"
"Here you go."
"Oh! Thank you so much!!! You are AWESOME!"
("Alright lady, get out. We've been closed for an hour and a half.")
10:45 -- Vernal girl's still in the store. Our store manager has gone up to her 2-3 times at this point and told her that we all need to leave.
"I'm just finishing up. I'm almost done."
11:00 -- Still in the store. Let me remind you we have been closed for a grand total of 2 hours now.
11:05 -- She finally gets checked out and leaves.
"Thank you so so much!" She exclaims as we lock her out.
Good grief. Respect, lady.
We didn't leave the store until after midnight that day. Lame sauce.

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Those are just a few examples of why I love my job.
It's a good thing I like the people I work with. Or else I would have to shoot someone. Or myself.


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But seriously though. Merry Christmas! I hope you remember that Christ is behind Christmas. It's what is most important. I feel as though people lose that in all the hustle and bustle of shopping and stupid 'Christmas' songs. Classical 89 on the radio has the most beautiful Christmas songs. But they're not your "Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer" or lame songs like that. They're old carols that people probably wouldn't associate with Christmas anymore.
Forget the stupid blow up decorations, the lame songs, etc, etc, etc (refer to my Christmas Rant post for further annoyances.)
Remember the true meaning. Charity.

Love you all.