Bit of Ivory

I need it. I’m getting a cold, which SUX, especially as I have to work Friday morning at 7:30 AM. You stupid day-after-Thanksgiving shoppers, making me leave my nice warm bed to cater to your every whim.

Plus my back hurts. It’s been kind of halfway out– aching, but bearable. Well, I was taking out my contacts about an hour ago and I sneezed. I think I threw it all the way out. Which really SUX, as I won’t be able to visit a chiropractor until Friday afternoon at the earliest, and even then it’s iffy. Don’t know if they’ll be in the office that day or not. Plus its ridiculous that a sneeze can throw my back out.

I registered to take the GRE today. I’ve got about a month to finish preparing. Must study. Also began filling out my application to BYU’s graduate school. Must think of an extremely good essay. I also approached two people for letters of recommendation– my favorite English professor and the literature librarian at the BYU library. Must think of someone else. Dr. Walker has already replied. Haven’t heard from Robert yet.

I got an interesting phone call at work the other day. You just know it’s going to be bad when the first thing the customer says to you is “Are you really busy?” Dread settles in, and you just know that they’re going to ask you to do something extraordinary. This one had loaned her copy of “Heloise’s Hints” to her daughter, and wanted to know how to get contact paper off of her shelf. I have a hard time figuring out why people call us when faced with problems like this. Do they assume that because we’re an LDS bookstore that we’ll be nice? I mean, I know that when I have a household dilemma, my first thought is “I know! I’ll call those nice people at Deseret Book!” Or there was that lady who wanted to know how to spell “sincerely.” My favorite story, though, is of some poor girl who had a job interview with Seagull Book, our competitor, and called my manager to find out what kind of questions he asks at interviews! Anyway, after her initial plea, she added “I guess I could look on the internet, couldn’t I?” Oh, that’s a thought! Yes, lady, Google is your friend. Anyway, we didn’t have any of Heloise’s books in stock, nor anything else that could possibly help her, so I got out of actually doing anything other than rolling my eyes at her and snarking with my coworkers and here.

Am already saving my money for The Witching Hour. How cool is holding a HP conference in Salem? I was hoping it would be somewhere out West, as it would be easy for me to get there. But this is really cool nevertheless. Is during school, though. I’m going to have to make sure to present if I want my teachers to be lenient. I hope to see many of you there!

Gah. I’m tired. Will go to bed early. Must help mom with pies in the morning.