Ever want to administer a gentle bap to the face of anyone in customer service? I’m not talking anything that would leave a mark, just an “OK, I heard your tone and I raise you a mitten to the face” kind of move. Let me begin by saying that I would fail miserably in customer service.
There are many jobs I’d like to think I could do well, listening to the gripes of the masses is not one of them. I get it. But if I were ever to find myself working C.S. I would treat them like my first graders, “Yes, I hear what you are saying. That doesn’t feel fair that your friend got to buy the bread on sale but when you shopped it was full price…” etc. But why am I sympathizing? This was meant to be a ‘I’ve been stuck sick in the house for 3 days and you bugged me on my maiden voyage” kind of rant.
Back on point, one of the grocery stores in my town doesn’t have a little corral for the shopping carts in the parking lot. They just recently closed the place down for a total renovation, looks great but I was shocked that they didn’t finally build us a little channel to shove the carts into. I inquired about this today, my first day out to forage in days, at the customer service desk. She took an annoyed tone with me and said, “That is why we have the boys (whole other issue, no room in tired brain for 2 rants) go out and collect ’em”. She further enlightened me with the knowledge that it would take up 4 parking spaces so that’s why they didn’t build one. Really? Well if we were to take a little stroll through the parking lot, the same one I just had to drive through as if it were an obstacle course, then I’m sure we would count MORE than 4 spaces currently being obscured by stray carts. I know you are thinking why not just walk the cart back to the store and when I’m alone, I do. But some people are old, some are lazy and some have small children in tow; and I’ve heard tell of a rare bird that is all three. Not a word out of you or it will be a mitten to the face for you (in my head)!
I won’t even start on why she said they don’t have “car carts”, those cute little ride-in shopping carts for the kiddos.

Ok, read this back and will fully own that I sound like a privileged sh*thead. Noted. Off to curl up with my Martha Stewart and gulp ginger ale.
I included a random shopping photo because I am the mom who takes photos of her kids in the grocery store.
As soon as I feel better, I’m gonna change!

















and all around amazing artist, invited me over for tea, a chat and to check out her studio. I thoroughly enjoyed myself and look forward to hanging out again! It was fun to talk blog, flickr, fabric, family, etsy, and art with her. In addition to chatting, I could have spent hours just photographing her home. It was chock full of life and creativity. I think if I could make up an ideal job for myself it just might be photographing the living spaces of others – peeking behind the curtains!






