mu shu

I feel like it's been forever since I've written a "real" post. Lately I've been spending way too much of my computer time fucking around on blogshares. It's so annoyingly addicting!

I had to work today. I really didn't want to (surprise!) - the weather was beautiful outside, and the day seemed to drag on forever. But, as always, there were some interesting customers. See, I work in (manage) a beauty salon/supply store, and it seems as though every kind of person out there wants to be more beautiful in some way or another...

There was one lady wearing several items of clothing with different animal prints...as in, each item she wore had a different animal print. She was like a walking zoo! A vest, a headband, a belt, and even an animal t-shirt to go with those. It wasn't even a cool liger shirt, it was something lame. I don't even remember what it was, to be honest...horses maybe? Even her purse was like a cheetah-print pattern or something, out of which she pulled some zebra-print-looking wallet. Weird. Then there were the mandatory stupid teenage girls who felt the need to exclaim something along the lines of "OMIGOD that is SO PRETTY! I should TOTALLY buy that!" at like everything in the whole store, every ten seconds. There were also the mandatory delinquent teenagers trying to get away with stealing something, anything, just to be able to say they actually stole it. To these stupid bitches, I say this: don't walk around for 15 minutes holding a product, ask me questions about it, then proceed to exit the store after leaving the empty package in my direct line of sight. I will catch you, and I will make you look stupid. Put that product back on the shelf, you dirty little whores.

There was also this woman, who I think was really a man, but maybe she just used to be a man and is now really legitimately a woman, who needed help with curling irons or something. It was funny watching my coworker's face as she helped her/him, because I can tell she is pretty conservative in that area. Hmm, who else? There was the woman who told me she's been using Redken products for over 40 years because they're made in Van Nuys, California, and that's where she grew up. Weird thing about this is that I too grew up in the LA county suburb of Van Nuys (those of you who have ever seen a porn video might recognize this town's name, as it's the center of Porn Valley), which is around 350 miles from Berkeley. We both went to Cal and then wound up staying in the area. How random! And I never knew Redken was made in Van Nuys, either, as it doesn't say that anywhere on the bottle.

In other happenings, I ate some damn good Chinese food tonight with FistingChamp. Thankfully, he didn't try to fist me under the table this time!

Busty Wilde + work + people + Van Nuys + porn + porn valley