There are many things happening in my life that I could be sharing with all of you, but because they are all happening, I don't have time.
Working...too...much....
Dealing with cranky-bah-humbug-holiday-hating customers.
And also with men who have NO IDEA what they are supposed to be buying and therefore need A LOT of help as well as everything wrapped. It's extremely amusing listening to them try to describe their girlfriend/wife/daughter/sister/mother's size. "My girlfriend is about 5'8", and she's thin, but not emaciated thin, you know.....She's very leggy."
OK, how about a pretty silk slip with lace edges? Here's the small, do you think she looks like a small?
"Maybe a medium...she can exchange it, right?"
Also, something I never thought about when I took this job is how often I have to model things for men. I tried on a robe the other day so this guy could get an idea of the size. I've also had to stop wearing necklaces for the time being because I'm constantly slipping one on for a look. Sometimes I'll be helping someone else when I'll hear either Deirdre or Annette say my name. I look over to see them standing with a man staring intently at my body, and I know that they've just asked, "Is she about Julia's size? Because then you should go with the small."
It does hurt a bit when I'm asked, "What size would you wear?" and I say "small" and they come back with, "Really? Oh well then, my wife/girlfriend will definitely take the small. Does it come in extra small?"
Thanks.
Anyway, this isn't why I came on here. There will be time for this later, when I have time.
I really just wanted to post this video which I finished weeks ago and never shared with anyone.
This is about the death of Superman. Basically, he died, Luthor stole some genetic material and cloned himself a morally skewed Superman, and then the real Superman came back to life sporting a mullet and a new black costume to take him down. Enjoy.
(Oh, and it starts out quiet, so you might have to turn up your sound.)
