The employable hippie finds a dress

So, updates are to be had. I don't feel like bitching anymore. Thank goodness. I really don't think anyone enjoys being in that frame of mind.

I did find a wedding dress in Gainsville. Three states later... I find my dress. Six or whatever gown shops later.... I find my dress. $2,000 tease later... I find my dress.

And it was my mother who did cartwheels in the parking lot. I was kinda like, eh. whatever. We got the dress, what's next. It seems like there's this never ending list of tasks droning on and on in front of me. The most depressing thing is how much everything costs. My dress was $250 MORE because it was being "custom" altered and "rushed". With five months to go, it needed rushing. Gag me.

Now I'm getting reports from Chase about the cost of a DJ being in the $800-$950 range. I'm like WHAT?! Obviously whatever direction my life is taking is the wrong one and I need to be in the wedding business. Just take a number, any number and double it. Then reverse it and triple it. That's how much you'll sell whatever it is you do in weddings to each customer. Then, for the really stressed-out looking ones, you'll take 25% off, multiply it by 6, and add a dollar to it. Tell them you're giving them a "deal."

We should have just eloped.

Hey, wait a minute, I thought this post was going to be fun, up-beat and gushing about progress and rah-rahs, yay-yays. This has been all too similar to moaning and whining.

So, on the plus side, I went to a manager's meeting at Goodwill HQ (gasp, how exciting), and I was LATE! (gasp, how mortifying). And I learned how to make reports on the computer. It is rather informative... but how will this make me a better person?

Speaking of being a better person. A customer (whom I am not very fond of to begin with) called me a "snob" and "the cold sholder." Probably because I do ignore his lame attempts at flirting and I called lower Gaines street the dirty hippie side of FSU. He did agree that it is the dirty hippie side of FSU, but said that I was a snob and that he knew it.

I disagree that I am a snob. I am distant. I am not a snob. Although Khalyn will tell you otherwise and she's pretty on-the-spot when it comes to me.... so maybe I am. But I will never admit it. Besides, I like hippies. I wear all-natural deodorant and sometimes, I don't wash my hair everyday. I do shower, everyday. But I kinda need to, because I work with customers, and stinking is just not okay. Plus, I love the earth and recycling and growing lavender and world peace. What's not more hippie-like than peace?! Geez. I'm an employable-hippie. That's what I am. Enough of a traitor to the cause to fit in and get a job in "the man"s world and still stay true to my all-natural, never tested on animals deodorant.

Well, that's all from this employable hippie. Chase and I just watched "Julie and Julia" and LOVED IT! That Meryl. She's a real gem. HOLY CHEESE! Is it 12:34 am already?!? This cowgirl is going to bed.

Peace.