Stopped at Fred Meyer on my way home from work to buy something for dinner. Starving, I had to wait for the lady behind the deli counter to discuss the chicken salad with the lady in line ahead of me, and consequently bought waaaaaay too much food. Including bad donuts, of all things!! (note to self - theory about shopping while hungry = confirmed!) Waiting in line to check out, I realized I forgot to bring in a shopping bag. So I asked for a paper bag to carry my 6 items, one of which was hot chicken in a plastic bag. The checker, bless her little heart, almost did not allow me to put the chicken in the bag with my salad and donuts. It would "melt" the donuts, she said. "Mmmmm! Warm salad! That sounds great!" said she.
Lady, if I wasn't about to eat your arm off right now, we would have words. Instead of a witty/sarcastic comeback, all I can think of is how good you will taste with some hot mustard after you start shutting up!!
If you are checking people with dinner like supplies at 6:00, you should be more careful. We can't be trusted.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
worlds of fashion collide
As a person who works in the world of fashion, esthetics being my current locale, I like to try to keep up on the latest trends and fashions. It's good to know what the kids are gonna be wearing this year....
In this spirit, I logged onto style.com and watched the Proenza Schouler Fall 2011 Read-to-Wear fashion show. Here's a quick re-cap:
According to our runway models, boobs are definitely out this fall, as are butts, hips and lips. In fact, it looks as if anyone who can manage to weigh less than their outfit is in, baby. I'm pretty sure I saw some Hammer Pants and a Cosby Sweater on one model.... at the same time. So if you are a teenager, consider raiding your dad's closet. Way, way back in the closet. Apparently mixing up the patterns is this fall's "bold" statement. Bold indeed. A blind man would flinch from that ensemble. And lastly, but clearly noteworthy, the loose, low, messy ponytail. Which in '88 was worn with a scrunchy. I guess we can count our blessings that the spiral perm isn't making a comeback this fall.
*knocks on wood*
It is a collision of worlds, my own fashion sense and the world of High Fashion. My wardrobe consists of moderately stylish, mostly comfortable clothing; rarely name brand, let alone designer. Even the outfits I wear to work are based more on movability and comfort than style. This has always been the case for me. I guess I can appreciate the fashion industry in some ways. I like to follow trends, even if I don't buy into them and I love a good fashion show as much as anyone. But don't think you're going to find Hammer Pants in my closet any time soon.
In this spirit, I logged onto style.com and watched the Proenza Schouler Fall 2011 Read-to-Wear fashion show. Here's a quick re-cap:
According to our runway models, boobs are definitely out this fall, as are butts, hips and lips. In fact, it looks as if anyone who can manage to weigh less than their outfit is in, baby. I'm pretty sure I saw some Hammer Pants and a Cosby Sweater on one model.... at the same time. So if you are a teenager, consider raiding your dad's closet. Way, way back in the closet. Apparently mixing up the patterns is this fall's "bold" statement. Bold indeed. A blind man would flinch from that ensemble. And lastly, but clearly noteworthy, the loose, low, messy ponytail. Which in '88 was worn with a scrunchy. I guess we can count our blessings that the spiral perm isn't making a comeback this fall.
*knocks on wood*
It is a collision of worlds, my own fashion sense and the world of High Fashion. My wardrobe consists of moderately stylish, mostly comfortable clothing; rarely name brand, let alone designer. Even the outfits I wear to work are based more on movability and comfort than style. This has always been the case for me. I guess I can appreciate the fashion industry in some ways. I like to follow trends, even if I don't buy into them and I love a good fashion show as much as anyone. But don't think you're going to find Hammer Pants in my closet any time soon.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
A Day at the Department of Licensing **Inaugural Entry**
Hello Blogger!
I've known you from a distance for some time. Now that you are my new bff, let's have a chat about the driver's licensing office.
I was approved today, by the State of Washington, for an "enhanced" driver's license. This little piece of identification will get me over the Canadian boarder without having to pay the outrageous fee required to renew my passport. Instead of an outrageous fee, I got to sit in an over heated waiting room with what one might describe as a best-of cross section of the good people of the Kitsap Peninsula. Let's take a closer look at them, shall we?
Bleach Blond Sitting in Front of Me: She obviously thought that she was in home room instead of the DOL. Her favorite pass times include talking loudly on her phone so the whole room can hear, asking random strangers questions about the car she's thinking about buying and shaking her ass for the two young men sitting quietly beside her.
Toothless Woman who was Declined for Whatever It Was She Came in For: On her way out of the building, she stopped to lecture the two quiet young lads sitting next to the loud bleach-blond about the foils of the licensing system, making sure they were forewarned before their own perilous journey up to the counter.
Quiet Young Boys: They left a short time later before either of them went to the counter. I can only surmise that they were heeding the Toothless Woman's advise and bailed before their own souls were sucked out in the "testing room".
Annoying Young Hipster with an iPhone: He was so excited about his new iPhone that he played Bejeweled on it at full volume for the entire hour and a half that he was waiting for his number to be called. It sounded like he was getting pretty good at that game.
Young Excited Girl Getting Her First Driver's License: She called everyone she knew to tell them she was getting her license. She was really excited. She got her license and waved good bye to everyone who was still waiting on her way out.
I tried to sit quietly and listen to my ipod while waiting the hour and half for my own number to get called. When, finally, I was at the counter filling out the paperwork for my new fancy-schmancy license, the kindly woman helping me pointed out that I had "gotten in at the last minute". I refrained from pointing out to her that I was actually an hour and half early. I was the one who'd been waiting! I did not say those things because I was afraid that pointing it out would anger the nice lady and she would send me home without her approval. Which would have sucked. A lot. I had already driven to the DOL the day before, a Monday, to find that they were closed on Mondays. Who knew that state offices did not conduct business on regular business days?? Not me, apparently. But I do now. And I sure can't wait for my next visit so I can say hi to all the new friends I made today. Yay!
See you in about...oh...NEVER.
I've known you from a distance for some time. Now that you are my new bff, let's have a chat about the driver's licensing office.
I was approved today, by the State of Washington, for an "enhanced" driver's license. This little piece of identification will get me over the Canadian boarder without having to pay the outrageous fee required to renew my passport. Instead of an outrageous fee, I got to sit in an over heated waiting room with what one might describe as a best-of cross section of the good people of the Kitsap Peninsula. Let's take a closer look at them, shall we?
Bleach Blond Sitting in Front of Me: She obviously thought that she was in home room instead of the DOL. Her favorite pass times include talking loudly on her phone so the whole room can hear, asking random strangers questions about the car she's thinking about buying and shaking her ass for the two young men sitting quietly beside her.
Toothless Woman who was Declined for Whatever It Was She Came in For: On her way out of the building, she stopped to lecture the two quiet young lads sitting next to the loud bleach-blond about the foils of the licensing system, making sure they were forewarned before their own perilous journey up to the counter.
Quiet Young Boys: They left a short time later before either of them went to the counter. I can only surmise that they were heeding the Toothless Woman's advise and bailed before their own souls were sucked out in the "testing room".
Annoying Young Hipster with an iPhone: He was so excited about his new iPhone that he played Bejeweled on it at full volume for the entire hour and a half that he was waiting for his number to be called. It sounded like he was getting pretty good at that game.
Young Excited Girl Getting Her First Driver's License: She called everyone she knew to tell them she was getting her license. She was really excited. She got her license and waved good bye to everyone who was still waiting on her way out.
I tried to sit quietly and listen to my ipod while waiting the hour and half for my own number to get called. When, finally, I was at the counter filling out the paperwork for my new fancy-schmancy license, the kindly woman helping me pointed out that I had "gotten in at the last minute". I refrained from pointing out to her that I was actually an hour and half early. I was the one who'd been waiting! I did not say those things because I was afraid that pointing it out would anger the nice lady and she would send me home without her approval. Which would have sucked. A lot. I had already driven to the DOL the day before, a Monday, to find that they were closed on Mondays. Who knew that state offices did not conduct business on regular business days?? Not me, apparently. But I do now. And I sure can't wait for my next visit so I can say hi to all the new friends I made today. Yay!
See you in about...oh...NEVER.
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