Sorry, I have been elsewhere. As in somewhere in my mind.

I have been on an hiatus from my blogging. No reason. Just been busy visiting family and working almost full time. So, this will be way too long, but everything that I've been waiting to blog about.
First.
I love my place of work. Jen is by far the best boss I've ever encountered. She respects me and gives me a lot of freedom, while not being the kind of boss that only wants to be my friend. She is constantly teaching me the business, and I have truly grown working under her. However, I am her only employee. This doesn't drive me crazy until she leaves town to head back to Lincoln, NE where she owns another shop. When she does this, I cover all the hours at the shop. 35 hours about, in one week. This is not full time but still overwhelming because I am in charge. I still don't buy, but hope she will teach me soon, for it will alleviate the frustration of having to explain to sellers that they must return in a week or so in order to sell. For example... a phone call... from one of those sellers...
"Absolute Vintage"
"Hi, I was wondering what the selling policy is."
"The owner is currently out of town till Friday and she is the only one who buys. I can let you know her hours, so either you can call back or come in?"
"Well, I was curios about if you do consignment or....." long pause.
"We buy or give credit. We don't do consignment."
"What is the percentage, or ....." long pause. Let me say that this was one of many days where I was at my wits end with stupid customers.
"Well, since I do not buy, I cannot tell you for certain what we will give depending on how we price the item later."
"Well, what kind of stuff do you buy?"
"'60s and older."
"Oh, so you buy newer stuff."
"No, we buy 60's and older. So, we don't buy '80s suits or modern clothing unless it is a great piece." (I mentioned '80s suits because so often I say '60's and older and then they bring in these hideous '80s suits. THINK PEOPLE!)
"Oh. Well I AM SURE that there is SOMEONE there who can TELL me the PERCENTAGE for buying..." short pause while I breathe in so not to explode at this idiot.
"ACTUALLY, there is NO ONE here that can TELL YOU the PERCENTAGE, because I AM the ONLY employee." long pause.
She then asked where she should go for newer type items and I pointed her to every other shop whether or not they'd be interested just to make sure this bitch never stepped foot in our store with her modern shit!
*sigh*
This day later ended with me screaming about how much I hated people, Tim being the brunt of the anger. My tipping point was finding the someone had picked up trash off the sidewalk and placed it in my bike basket. Any other day I would have perceived this as some idiot thinking they were doing a good thing by picking up some loose paper on the street, and unable to see the trash can 20 feet away, placing it in my basket as an easy way to rid of the litter... WHAT THE FUCK!!! FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING IDIOTS!!! Of course some other things that led up to this break down were, (by the way I have been working the shop alone sine sept. 23rd. tomorrow I will work all day again, but Jen will finally be back in the afternoon to stock up the shop for the Blues Fest this weekend. which means I will be working all day saturday as well...) 1) Some girl pulled at least 30 things off the floor to try on but asked for it to be held in the dressing room for 30 min. while she went to do god knows what. She never returned. 2) Dealing with, on a daily basis, at least one woman, 40s and older, soccer mom, SUV driving, rich bitch, who either treats me like shit because I am young, she thinks I must be a college student, I work in customer service, or my so offensive tattoos. 3) People talking loudly on their cellphones in the shop after their ring has gone off for 30 sec., which happened to be some bad pop song. Cellphone are great and all but not in closed off public spaces! STOP BEING SO RUDE PEOPLE!!!! If you must answer, make it short, or leave the shop!
There is much much more I can complain about but it is making me angry just thinking about it.
To more positive things in my life. Poetry! I have been changing some things in my life that have made me more creative. I have been dreaming, thinking, living poetry again. I know that sounds lame, but it is all coming into place. I haven't written anything yet, because of time, but it's there, and this makes me soooooo happy!!! I am just feeling it again. I know I lost it for so long and to think that my brain is rewiring towards poetry just makes me feel on air. The only thing I worry is that I've been here before and within a week or so it was gone again. 4 years of writers block is killing me. Going from writing a poem daily, whether just shit I was feeling or something I was really proud of, to nothing, has been been very hard. I have feared over the past couple years that it had disappeared, that it was a passing fad of mine, or all creative nature within me had dissipated into reality. But, now, it feels real again. That passion that was in me has appeared again, but different. I am older now, and view things not so idealistic, but am ready for this new turn.
So, those are some things that I have been wanting to talk about. Hopefully I will write something soon and be proud to post it! Also, work today was wonderful. I met a few of the blues artists that are playing (by the way, it is the Blues 'n Roots 'n BBQ Fest) and it shows me some of the great perks of my job. I have met some of my favorite artists at the shop. Karen O bought a dress and shoes one day, Modest Mouse bought a suit and some shirts... I have a job that when I am 30 I will brag to my nieces about, and persuade them to work in resale retail because artist love that shit! (of course not forever, they should own their shop eventually like I would like to do with my sisters, yeah Bridgett, you really should be in on this venture, you are the level headed one!)
So, all around I am happy with life, even when it kicks me in the ass I still see clearly enough to know that the path ahead can be easier.