OK, yeah, I know. My posts have been rather boring of late. Sooo, how about some weird stuff to spice it up? Yeah, I thought you'd like that.
OK, weird thing Numero Uno:
Last Saturday I was working the evening shift, and at about 9:00 this youth group comes in with a video camera and asks one of my co-workers to sing in the camera for them (it was some sorta video scavenger hunt... have to get footage of people doing certain stuff). He's on his way to clock out (and I suspect he doesn't want to sing), so he nods in my direction and tells them to ask me to sing. They mistake his nod to be for our assistant store director who walking towards them, on his way to do something-er-other. So this group of kids ask this 250 lb, 6' 3" dude with a tie to sing for them... he just says "You're asking me?" in a very incredulous tone and lumbers bye them. I go on my break and escape them.
Later on, another group comes in and a co-worker rushes up to me and asks me if I'll sing a duet with him for the camera. The song? "Marrry Had A Little Lamb." I forget the words, AND the tune, but bumble through it anyhow.
A little embarressed at my poor musical ability being scheduled to broadcast to a whole church before the night is out, I return to leveling the store with my manager (not the 250lb guy - actually, he's probably 150lbs). The group circles around the store and decides to target us again! This time they want jumping jacks! YEAH RIGHT!!!
Eventually we determine that all they really need is some form of exercise - I offer pushups (much more manly than jumping jacks, ya-know). We finally settle on curling soup cans (puh-lease!). After I strike a few Aaaahnold poses for them, they leave us to a quiet and peaceful evening. You know your store is getting to customer friendly when a BUNCH of WACKOS feel they can just come in a ask the store employess to do stupid stuff.
Weird Thing #3
I went swimming Tuesday night. That's right, first swim of the year! Actually, it was more like a dip, but that's beside the point. In any case, I warmed up in the family sauna to get my body temp up there first (sauna: 200 F). Then I hurried out onto the dock, stepped down onto the ladder and.... my foot hit ICE! I couldn't see it in the dark, but it was there all right. Sooo, I ran to grap an axe, chopped my way through the ice, then dipped in (head too!) and ran back into the sauna, almost tripping over my numb legs on the way back!
In other news: The Youth Quake Forums (http://www.yqnews.org/forums) are picking up and I feel much more inclined to tend to them than the newspaper I'm SUPPOSED to be publishing. Anyhow, it should be out later this week, Lord willing.
I can't think of anything else right now - except that I need to go shovel the driveway. C-YA!
