Home alone.

I hate coming home to an empty, quiet house. Now it's kinda funny because I know mum said that a whole lot after we all started moving out, and she is always crazy happy when we come home or she has guests over. Is it weird I kinda feel the same way? I like having people around. But I kinda like doing my own thing when I'm here too.

I'm a social loner? I like being in a house full of people but doing my own thing? Does that even make sense? If I can sit on a couch in the same room with you and casually read a book, well that's a pretty good sign.

But yeah pretty much anything is better than being home alone.


Also, being home alone during the week makes me wonder if everyone else is out at the bar or something and having a good time and I got ditched. But that's just crazy talk... right?

Right?

Shit.

What if there are burglars? I don't think my imagination is up to creating traps to foil them! Well maybe, my imagination IS pretty bad ass. Wait, what if the burglars are zombies?! I can't fight zombies by myself! Thanks roommates. Now all our stuff is going to be stolen and I"m going to get eated all cause you couldn't be bothered to tell me there's an awesome bar night going on.

Well I can't do much about the zombie burglars (maybe), but I can entertain myself by telling work stories to the internet.

The other day 2 kids came though my till. One was a boy about 9 or 10 and the other was his little sister, probably 7 or 8.

Older brother (obviously proud of being a responsible grocery store shopper) puts down a box of cookies on the checkout. "I'd like these cookies please sir", he then nudges little sister and says in a whisper that could probably be heard in space "Say please, it's polite!"

Little sister, slightly annoyed but with a cute little kid grammar "Yes, please. I would like the cookies".

I (trying not to laugh) say "Actually those cookies are buy one get one free. That means you could get a whole other box of cookies for free! Would you like me to get some for you?"

OB, trying to play it off all nonchalantly says "No just this box is fine, we have to meet our mom."

LS, with a mixed look of consternation and delight says to her brother "But we could get more cookies?! We could have a whole box each! Oh oh oh can we please get the more cookies"

OB, still slightly skeptical "Mom's gong to make us share anyway"

LS, pretty smart " Yeah but we'll have TWICE as much cookies to share. This way dad can't sneak em all like last time."

(I am red in the face trying not to laugh. I make a mental note to sneak my kids' cookies when I become a father.)

OB, finally convinced, puts a stern look in his eyes and faces me, "Okay I guess we could get another box. But only if it's free now."

I, still not really sure if this is actually happening say "I promise". I then go and grab another box of the same cookies. Then I ring the order up. "3.79 today then"

OB, trying to make sure he wasn't fooled by what he sees as a sneaky cookie offer says "I THINK that sounds right, but I'm not sure."

I calmly show him the screen and show him where the price of the free box of cookies came off.

OB, finally satisfied says "Okay I guess I'll believe you this time." Hand over the money.

LS, very pleased with the turn of events, "Yeah, we got lots of cookies now!"

I then ask "Hey you guys like stickers?"

OB immediately chimes in with "No sir! Stickers are for little kids!"

LS, slightly concerned says "Wait! Even if he doesn't want one can I have one please?"

"Of course" I say, "And I'll even give you one for your brother here if he changes his mind".

LS really quite pleased now "Wow extra cookies AND stickers. We're definitely coming back".

OB trying to be all responsible again "Only if they still have good sales. " He looks at me "Goodbye."

I wave. LS puts the sticker on her cheek and already has a box open and is and happily munching away.

Kids like that give me hope for humanity. This kinda thing makes me miss doing volunteer stuff and very certain specific days working for the Y in Parry Sound. Maybe when I finally get my shit together I'll look into doing more volunteer work. Big Brothers maybe?

Work was actually pretty good this week. Who'd have thunk.

In other news,I found this. It is so cool. I wish I had talent. Or the phone number of one of these girls, howza!



That's me. Yay it's Aubz! Becca and I were wondering about the creeper posting comments on our blogs. Glad to know it's not a stalker or serial killer........then again, how much do we really know about our old roommate? Food for thought.

SpAmmy