I found it very sad.
Today we got up. I did my shower and went to the warehouse with Ron. I needed things like trail mix and moon pies. We got those, and I also got the Devil's Food Zingers.
Dolly Madison pastries laid us off - fired us as a customer, because our orders were "too small". Last I heard $200 a month is still $200 a month. It sent us in other directions for pastry product. A couple months later they filed bankruptcy.
Basically everyone in Texas does a honeybun, cinnamon roll, and cheese danish. It's just a matter of picking a quality product with a good food cost. I also started stocking the Bimbo Conchas, which are very popular. They're a less-sweet Mexican pastry. I have a lot of Latinos.
In fact, when my repairman came out I offered him anything from any machine. He wanted a Concha. Good stuff!
However, we haven't featured the Zingers in a couple years now. I hope my customers will be happy to see them. It's the same product, with the nice stripe of icing, dark chocolate cake, and creamy filling. Oh, I used to love those things. Praise God they give me migraines now.
On our way to work we had to ride with a narcissist client. She kept primping in the mirror, applying strongly scented lotion, and engaging in loud speakerphone conversation. I find that very annoying. It's bad enough to hear one side, both sides is worse. And it's always so dull.
Ron and I were literally choking on perfume fumes. I don't know if she had lotion and perfume, or just lotion, but it was toxic. When I got out I reeked like a cheap hooker.
I can only figure she was sitting in the backseat and applied lotion, which rubbed off on the seatbelt. When she got a chance, she moved up front to the "good seat". When I fastened the seatbelt the fragrance rubbed off on my shirt and hoodie. It was so bad I seriously considered stripping down to my bra.
At work.
When they finish the stockroom, I plan to bring an extra-t-shirt and some large ziptop bags. I'm sure this will happen again - it's happened twice this year.
Ron and I plan to call "the boss" and ask him to add a message to the hold que, basically saying "Please do not apply perfume, scented products, or lotion in the vehicle. It may make other customers ill." They have other messages already - no ticket, no ride. If you're not out there in 5 minutes you lose your ride... "don't be a skunk" would fit right in.
It was just a very selfish act. She was so focused on her external presentation, but every other word out of her mouth was "I" and "Me". Not pretty.
As you can see, I can't abide drama-queen narcissists. God will work with me on that.
The way I see it, if I'm clean and appropriate I'm ready to go. Ponytailed hair, t-shirt, capris, slip on steel toed loafers. My summer getup. I might add a hoodie on a cooler day. I'm ready to go.
I don't get people who spent hours in preparation, spending a lot of money on cosmetics, skin, and haircare - then they go out and scowl at everyone. I think someone with a loving spirit is far more attractive.
Anyway, we got to work. They still don't have a lock for our stockroom door. I wonder if we will ever get one. I'm waiting on certain purchases "Until we get a lock" - like a very large box of Jalapeno chips. Clearly I don't want to leave it in an open stockroom, especially since it is a very popular selection. I'd also like to get more bottled soda instead of running to the store every few days.
They were painting the door, though. It's a process.
I stocked what I had. As I stocked, two "casuals" approached the machines and bought merchandise. I thanked them both. They were shocked.
A casual is a temporary, part-time worker. They make $9 an hour.
One, the man, actually asked me why I thanked him. "My husband and I are both disabled" I told him. "Without you I'm unemployed." He nodded and walked off with his snack.
Why is it so unusual for a vendor to thank a customer? I'm making a living off the purchases. I OUGHT to be full of gratitude!
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