KNOW? READ ON.
Kind of grainy, but here is a picture of my pal Wade- back from Iraq yesterday. I first met him in my kindergarten class, then spent 13 years with him until we graduated from HS (class of 37 people), and then- we even went to college together.
Dad (Bob), Matt, Wade and Jessica
I'm so glad he's made it this far safely. He's a fabulous guy and we are lucky to have him back. Welcome back Buddy!
What started as me in a bad mood (with the Target episode on Friday night), morphed into me inexplicably crying during the Iowa game (we were winning) and ended up with me in the part of Ms. Grumpers at work today. THIS lead to people being reeeaaalllly nice to me and giving me piña coladas.
And every sip of that virgin (wished it weren't) piña colada edged me closer to the normal, happy person I feel like now! And that's all it took.
Thanks pineappley, coconutty goodness!
It is currently halftime of the Iowa/Iowa State game. Since Iowa does not have ANY professional sports teams, this yearly match-up is like the Super Bowl around here. The rivary has been alive since 1894, and there is no middle ground here. You are a Hawkeye or a Cyclone.
I am happy to report that I am a die-hard Hawk, and we are currently kicking some ass. :)
Go Hawks!
UPDATE:
Geah...
Okay- I'm kind of PMSing right now, which may explain the letter I just wrote to the Super Target HQ. Jesse and I were already not in the best mood when we had to encounter extreme rudeness. Here are the sordid details:
I had just spent (a measly) $60 at the store when... ... ...
I am writing to inform you of a very unpleasant experience I just had at your new West Des Moines Super Target. As I was checking out, I asked for a roll of quarters in exchange for $10 cash. The cashier was not sure of what to do, so she flagged down a manager, who told me that I could get a roll of quarters at Guest Services.
When I approached the woman at Guest Services and asked for a roll of quarters, she simply said, "We don't do that." When I explained that a manager had told me that I could get some quarters there, she went to find another manager herself.
The 'manager' (not the same one) approached me and said again, "We don't do that. We don't sell change." I explained to her that I didn't want her to sell me any change, I just wanted to exchange my two five-dollar bills for some quarters. She replied again, "We don't sell change. That's what banks do."
While I appreciate the lesson on the functions of the banking system, at no time at 'Guest Services' did I feel like a guest-- and I certainly did not receive any service. I can understand if there is a policy at your stores that does not permit the exchange of cash for change, but this fact was never presented to me, nor was any apologetic reasoning whatsoever.
This may not seem like a large issue, but I must admit that it will take dire circumstances for me to visit a store again where I have been treated so rudely. There are too many options out there for me to waste my time where I am not appreciated as a customer.
I plan to share this experience with my friends and family. I hope that you share this with the managers in the West Des Moines Super Target as well.
Sincerely,
Jazlyn
PS- I stopped at my local Dahl's grocery store on my way home where they graciously exchanged my money into quarters-- and they're not even a bank.
Labor Day. What a beautiful invention. What are you doing for Labor Day?
I have my little alarm set for 5 am tomorrow. Early bird gets the window seat. I am flying into LaGuardia during one of the dumbest times to be in NYC. I'm not sure I can handle all of those Republicans running around...
Anyway, my fabulous brother-in-law is officially a saint- and is picking us up at noon. Next comes: grilling out, a day in Boston, a car show, a bar called C.O.Jones (put it together- figure it out), family times with my sister's in-laws (aka- funniest family I've met), and hopefully setting up my sister with a blog too! Not to mention no work until next Wednesday.
Does it get any better???
