Friday, June 24, 2005
I've lost two posts that I wrote this week. Kinda depressing eh? Makes me not want to write. I wasn't going to rewrite some of the stuff I wrote, but it held true for most of the week.
I've been happy this week. I dont' know why. Its not that I've drank more coffee, played ultimate bannana, been at the same office for work, or spent more time with family. Its something....I have no clue, but I've been wonderfully happy almost constantly.
You know the one thing I enjoy about my job? The customers. I'm getting to know them better now. There is the foil fencer from WCU (usually complaining about his unemployed status), Mrs. Badger (deaf as a doornail but sweet as anything, she actually choses to come to my window), the man who makes fun of Natalie, the one who complains that hte thirty dollar bills I give him arent' spendable (because there are no such thing as thirties), the made who brings us jolly ranchers and claims every day is good, the man who makes fun of me for going to Clemson, talking sports with Terre, the Lance guy knows the drill now....they'll all are such characters and love to talk. Its a small town and everyone seems to have plenty of time to spare talking to the tellers so I get to hear snap shots of so many lives. That is wonderful.
Today, we looked out the window to see people scurrying around like mad. Every Ingles worker and ever Cocula worker were running around the parking lot yelling as though someone had been shot. In know time sirens were blaring and the police came screeching onto the scene. "Wow, I wonder if there was a homicide, " my teller manager wondered aloud. "Maybe the bank was about to be robbed," Crystal suggested as we watched the flood of people enter our parking lot yelling "get him!" Later we learned that some guy stole a woman's purse. The guy was tackled and tazered. Yea...like I said, its a small town, not much ever happens in Laurel Park.
I started using my down time at work to read scripture this week. Its been really cool and given me alot to think about. I'm not going to say much else about that cause I'm tired and can't think straight.
Ooh! Wednesday Mike, Emma, Betsy and I played ultimate bannana at the park. Its ultimate frisbee with a bannana. Good times =-) Thursday I got to hang out with my daddy. It was wonderful getting to talk to him and spend time with him. Tonight was wonderful! I got to play soccer!!! I played indoor for the Plague, but only five of us showed up. I thought I was going to die, but I had soo much fun. We won 14-3, and I scored.
Its so cool to talk to the people who are about to be heading out to college as they come back from orientation. Hearing their thoughts about the coming year and hearing their orientation experience is fun.
Sarah was doing a lot better. Well, I guess she still is, but she relapsed this week. Which makes my dad paranoid, which makes him force me to eat more. Which is not fun. So I feel all nasty this week from eating so much =-/ I wish they would realize that I do not have an eating disorder and forcing me to eat more is more likely to make me develope one then letting me be. Ugh.
Good night everyone! Sweet dreams of a beautiful morrow.
I've been happy this week. I dont' know why. Its not that I've drank more coffee, played ultimate bannana, been at the same office for work, or spent more time with family. Its something....I have no clue, but I've been wonderfully happy almost constantly.
You know the one thing I enjoy about my job? The customers. I'm getting to know them better now. There is the foil fencer from WCU (usually complaining about his unemployed status), Mrs. Badger (deaf as a doornail but sweet as anything, she actually choses to come to my window), the man who makes fun of Natalie, the one who complains that hte thirty dollar bills I give him arent' spendable (because there are no such thing as thirties), the made who brings us jolly ranchers and claims every day is good, the man who makes fun of me for going to Clemson, talking sports with Terre, the Lance guy knows the drill now....they'll all are such characters and love to talk. Its a small town and everyone seems to have plenty of time to spare talking to the tellers so I get to hear snap shots of so many lives. That is wonderful.
Today, we looked out the window to see people scurrying around like mad. Every Ingles worker and ever Cocula worker were running around the parking lot yelling as though someone had been shot. In know time sirens were blaring and the police came screeching onto the scene. "Wow, I wonder if there was a homicide, " my teller manager wondered aloud. "Maybe the bank was about to be robbed," Crystal suggested as we watched the flood of people enter our parking lot yelling "get him!" Later we learned that some guy stole a woman's purse. The guy was tackled and tazered. Yea...like I said, its a small town, not much ever happens in Laurel Park.
I started using my down time at work to read scripture this week. Its been really cool and given me alot to think about. I'm not going to say much else about that cause I'm tired and can't think straight.
Ooh! Wednesday Mike, Emma, Betsy and I played ultimate bannana at the park. Its ultimate frisbee with a bannana. Good times =-) Thursday I got to hang out with my daddy. It was wonderful getting to talk to him and spend time with him. Tonight was wonderful! I got to play soccer!!! I played indoor for the Plague, but only five of us showed up. I thought I was going to die, but I had soo much fun. We won 14-3, and I scored.
Its so cool to talk to the people who are about to be heading out to college as they come back from orientation. Hearing their thoughts about the coming year and hearing their orientation experience is fun.
Sarah was doing a lot better. Well, I guess she still is, but she relapsed this week. Which makes my dad paranoid, which makes him force me to eat more. Which is not fun. So I feel all nasty this week from eating so much =-/ I wish they would realize that I do not have an eating disorder and forcing me to eat more is more likely to make me develope one then letting me be. Ugh.
Good night everyone! Sweet dreams of a beautiful morrow.
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