Happy Valentine's Day!

Now stab me through the heart, dump a bag of crap on me, and kick me in the knees.

As I've already said, this day doesn't hold great memories for me. And I've never been one to actually care about the day itself, but that's because I'm not usually selling cards and chocolates and presents. And being told, "Happy Valentine's Day!" constantly. I mean, that's not something to be offended by...but seriously? Shut. Up. Don't be nice to me. I'm crabby, I'm sad, it's snowing out. I want to sit and be quiet without people saying, "Cheer up, it's Valentine's Day!"

Woop-de-fucking-do.

Most annoying customer of the day? H looked up a book and lead her over to the shelf. The woman said, of this not-new book, "Where are we going...it's still on the shelf?"
Why yes, yes it is on the shelf. BECAUSE THE SHELF IS ITS HOME. Where the F else would the book be kept? It's the word "still" that gets me. I mean, it's an ordinary book. It's over a year old, it was never a bestseller, it didn't win an award. Why would it NOT still be on the shelf? The shelf is where books GO.

Second most annoying customer of the day? She asked for a book, not knowing the title and spelling the author's name VERY wrong. I finally found it. Yay me. She didn't say thank you, of course, because it wasn't something we had in stock and no, she didn't want to order it, she needed it NOW. I directed her to the shelf where the author's other books were. Five minutes later, she marched over with a book and snotted, "You should check your computer again, cause you are WRONG. Look what I found." She had a copy of the book--in large print. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize you wanted the book in large print," I say. She flips through it and huffs off. That was kind of fun--I did nothing wrong, was super sweet, and proved that I'm not a dumbass. I just love not being a dumbass.

Good things? Dinner with Molly at Corny's with our fave bartender, a Valentine from Tracey after telling him, "There is an annoying guy waiting to get in and if you open the door a minute before 9 I will punch you," and getting treats from H (although that might have been a sneaky present so I didn't eat her pretzels).
I didn't hate today.