Fight!

BL is mad at me. Like, she literally won't look at me. She's informed everyone that she's angry with me. She walks by me haughtily and won't come to the desk if I'm there.
All because, silly me, I made her PAY for her Bible. I mean really, the nerve of me.
"I don't have the money today, can I just pay for two tomorrow?"
Now, I admit I've let her do this because IT MAKES HER GO AWAY.
And if for some reason she didn't come back to pay for the 429th Bible that she's purchased since I've worked in the store? I would happily pay for it--that $3.50 would be joyously spent if it meant I never had to deal with her again.
However, she doesn't understand moderation (at a Bible a day, that's obvious) and soon pushed my generosity--which I could actually get fired for--to new limits while I was away. H was about to kill her. So when I returned, I firmly told her she was not to remove any merchandise without paying for it.
Thus the cold front.

I get a lot more work accomplished without having to listen to her ramble about the devil, but I also don't get nearly as many compliments.

Although Dwyer* told me I was looking lovely, and that? Coming from a crooked-nosed, no-teethed, loud-voiced porn-shop owner?
So the highlight of my day.






*Soon to have his own entry, but he makes me so angry that writing about him raises my blood pressure. And with HP, I'm stressed out enough, so we'll wait until after this weekend.

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