don't shoot the messanger!

ok, so i was at work today, and thelma (the cake decorator) tells me that there's this problem with this dora the explorer cake someone ordered. apparently pat (the other closer) couldn't find the toy, and thelma tried calling this lady several times, asking which dora toy she wanted (there's two). so at about three o'clock thelma leaves to pick up her son from work (he crashed his car) and of course, this is the most convenient time for this lady to pick up her cake. so i bring out the cake and guess what:

"that's not the one i wanted."
"well, the decorator told me that there was a problem, and they didn't know which one you wanted or they couldn't find one or something, so they called you up, but you never called back."
"well, i never got any phone call, and they never left a message, so how am i supposed to know if they don't leave a message?!"
"well, they did call you..."
"can you find the other dora toy then? i don't care i'll just take these toys off and put the other ones on."
*anne goes to look for a dora toy, any dora toy in the deco cabinet* "i'm sorry, i can't find either of the dora toys anywhere"
"how come this dora cake is still in the book if you don't have it? the other one was in here sunday and now it isn't, why didn't you take this one out too?"
"sometimes people forget to take the picture outta the book" *shrugs*
"well i don't know how i'm supposed to call them back if they don't leave a message. i need this cake tonight, can i leave this here and you ask the decorator about it when she gets back?"
"yea, sure"

*5 minutes of anne swearing under her breath later*

"i'm so sorry, i just talked to my husband and he took a message but never told me!"

my god, i hate it when people are so goddam anal about everything. i ended up giving her a discount, and pricing the cake like there wasn't a toy, but whatever. i'm tellin' ya, what with all the dishes i had to watch and how i scraped my heel on the bottom of a cart, and other minor things i forgot but remembered that they sucked; this day is almost worthy of being a monday (worthy being a bad thing).

i got some interesting comments to yesterday's post...

Outlaw said...
MMM Snogging. Sounds kinky. AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH <--------------------------SPAM--------------------------------> SPAM ALERT

a large part of this post has been edited out for lack of anything worth posting.

O hi...I'M JOE HOW ARE THINGS.

11:27 PM

what the hell, joe? what the hell?

<( 'o' )> said...
This is Joe: -> =)
This is wild and crazy Joe: -> XD
This is Joe on crack: "Look at previous post."

This is a result of Joe totally lacking in the 'snog' department. We're sorry for any conviences or problems Joe has caused. We here at the Anti-flaming homo institute care, and will do anything we can to prevent outbursts like this. Joe is currently under custody. He will be shot at a later date. What's in the shot you may ask? Horse Tranquilizer and estrogen. Why the estrogen? We don't know.. Thank you.

--------Ninja Vanish---------------

9:29 PM

that is the worst excuse i've ever heard. you don't go schizo from lack of make-out sessions. that's just sad. and what's with the estrogen? do you even know what estrogen does? it'll make your masculine attributes diminish, which includes enabeling you to join the soprano section of the choir. BUTif this is chris's reply, and not joe making excuses for himself, i just got one thing to say: PWN3D