We Don't Sell Fries

Here's just a summary of some of this week's events:

A girl called in to Hogi Yogi and asked to speak to a manager. When I told her I was the next best thing, she started complaining about how she waited way too long for her food and how we have poor customer service. Yep... That's what happens when there's only two of us working. What wouldn't I give to have more people on shift? It would do a lot to relieve all the stress I've been feeling. Michael says I should report the phone call to the Walls, but I'm scared to. Wouldn't it just make me look bad? Ugh... I can't get over how rude she was.

Here's another incident that happened at Hogi Yogi: A mom came through the drive-thru with three small kids in the back. When she pulled up to the window she asked me if I could please tell her children that we don't sell french fries. They didn't believe her. I looked at the kids and told them, "I'm sorry, we don't have any fries." The little girl immediately burst into tears. It was so sad and so funny at the same time.

I've been so excited for this weekend. There wasn't any karate yesterday because of Labor Day weekend, so Michael and I had been planning to go camping just the two of us. Unfortunately we weren't able to go for two reasons. 1. I woke up yesterday morning feeling quite sick. and 2. The weather wasn't very inviting. It rained on and off all day. Instead, we got a redbox rental and played speed. Turns out it was a good thing we didn't go camping. Last night there was a violent hail storm accompanied by thunder and lightning.

Today, someone called about the trumpet Michael's been trying to sale online for over a year! The first two people who were interested were trying to scam him. Anyway, in less than two hours, they met with Michael and paid him $375 cash for it. We celebrated by eating out at Arctic Circle.