I was bored tonight. I decided I'd go to Lunds and get a redbox. Before I left, I felt like spicing up my makeup a little. So I did. In the words of the insane Tyra Banks, it was fierce! I decided on "Bolt", I heard it was cute. I wanted to bake, too. But not really bake, "just add water" kind of bake. I got a muffin mix packet, but realized we don't own a muffin pan. So I bought this little set of 3 tin ones with the paper things that go around them.
Then, since I felt like it I drove across the bridge to my Dunn Bros to get some coffee. The parking lot there is TINY. The tiniest parking lot I've ever lacked the brains to choose not to park in. I squeezed my mom's car into the spot, knowing I was just going to grab coffee and run, inevitably having to squeeze my way back out.
Margaret and I have been going there on the weekends, or wednesdays for a while now so I'd like to think some of the people are capable of recognizing that I am a pseudo-regular. Last time we were there, I asked the guy working when the manager would be in because I put in an app and wanted to talk to him/her. He gave me the card, told me calling was best and when to call. So when I came in tonight, the same guy was working and recognized me (yay, i love being a regular! the "Norm!" factor) so he asked if I'd heard from the manager. I told him that I did and we have an interview next week! I mentioned too that I heard he was looking for previous experience, and he said he noticed he seemed to like to hire from starbucks. I mentioned that I was just working there about 2 months ago. His reply made me laugh, he asked if I got fired. I told him essentially laid-off, and then he said oh well good luck and whatever else, and gave me free coffee! That's another thing I love, free coffee. Haha, always makes a day nicer.
Then I had to attempt to get out of the TINY ass parking lot. I was failing miserably, for maybe a good 30 seconds before a car drives into the lot, and sits there waiting for my spot. I felt like a complete moron as I tried and tried to maneuver the suv out of that tiny lot. They watched for a good 3 minutes as I backed out, curving the wheel, then drove forward; tried this way then that, and nothing worked. I don't know the dimensions of that car well enough to do that. The guy had to get out of his car and direct me. I was mortified, but it was really nice of him. I still feel sooooooooo dumb. OOOOh, my life.
