Etiquette 101: Do Not Talk About People Behind Their Back While They’re Standing Right in Front of You

Day 29.

Today, I can’t choose between being grateful that my mother taught me good manners, or being grateful for asshats whose douchebag qualities hurt my feelings but ultimately make me stronger, so I will be grateful for both.

Let me elaborate.

I like thrifting. I like the possibility of finding designer merchandise for cheap – like the genuine Burberry scarf I found tonight for $4.00. However, I do not like feeling uncomfortable shopping in a store because one of the employees is an asshat I grew up and went to school with.

It started off when I passed by the counter and he asked if I was ready to check out and I said no. Awkward encounter #1, check. Avoiding eye contact when I need a fitting room? Awkward encounter #2, check. But what really topped it off was what actually made me cry in my car on the ride home the entire time.

As he was cashing me out, while the Verifone machine was transmitting information, he stepped back and whispered something to his co-worker just low enough that I could figure out that he was talking about me, but not enough that I could hear what exactly he was saying. Followed by an out loud “But maybe it’s just me” and something else that my brain has already blocked out. I felt so small and awkward and inadequate and hurt.

Furthermore, I am ashamed of myself for even letting it get to me. For allowing myself to be feel uncomfortable around him and others like him, and allowing their energy and words to have any sort of power over me. Because honestly, when it comes down to it, no one can make you feel inferior with your consent. And I let that happen.

It’s not my fault that he chooses to be a cunty douchebag, but it is my fault that I allow his presence to disturb my happiness.

I’m working on this.

Thrifting in the D

One of the best things Maria and I like to do is go thrift shopping. Today we hit up 2 different Value World’s and a Sunshine. I picked up some pretty awesome and decent things for even better prices.

But the best thing? This beyond sexy 80s 100% polyester blouse. I mean, it just screams “sleep with me, I’m classy” don’t you think? It’s even got 3 covered buttons at the collar that signify that you’re ready to rumble. WHERE’S MY SUTTER HOUSE WINE!?

Rainy Nights

I don’t know about anyone else, but when I’m awake, I am constantly thinking. There is never a moment that passes that there isn’t a thought in my head, whether related to what I’m focusing on, or not. I wake up with music playing in my mind, and I go to sleep with millions of thoughts sparking through my brain.

One of the best thinking “spots” for me is while I’m driving; others include the shower and the time before I fall asleep. It’s been raining for the past few hours, and on my way back from work tonight, it occurred to me how beautiful it is when it rains in a city or suburb. While I couldn’t see very well through the wipers wiping away the raindrops, the blur of the lights from streetlamps, parking lots, and cars always mesmerizes me and makes me want to put a poncho on and go out in the middle of the rain to take pictures of the rainy, colorfully lit road scenery.

I never do, cause I’d probably be honked or run over. So instead I cherish the nights when I get to fall asleep to the soothing sounds of pitter-patter on my window. I seriously wish we could have sweltering, sunny days and mild rainy nights all the time. Life would be complete.

Anyway, yesteray I talked about my thrifty purchases, and today I edited several photos, one of which showcases the rings and teacup. Check it out!

The best part in all of this is that I asked the sales lady at Paris if she knew whether or not the rings were real – like some kind of precious metal. She said no because they were priced under $50. Today at work I found out that they are actually both sterling silver, (.925 stamps on both!) and the purple one is Cubic Zirconia! My boss guesstimated the yellow one might not be CZ because the facets are not cut very sharply. Regardless, I got a steal for those babies.

Adventures in Downtown Royal Oak

Thoughts on weekends:

One of the the best things about this term is that I only have class Mon-Thurs, which leaves me Friday, Saturday, and Sunday open (minus one of those days, really, for my other job) and that is such a relief. I actually have time to breathe and think and do homework more thoroughly again!

Today I dedicated my free time to shopping/exploring. I met up with Krista in downtown Royal Oak and we walked to Paris‘s new location. We spent a good chunk of time in there, and I don’t know about Krista, but I spent most of my time looking at the jewelry and trying to find something to get my mom for mother’s day. Luckily, I found 2 rings I liked, and I bought them. Neither of them are real gold or silver, but they’re so pretty, I had to get them. They’re a little big, but I think I’ll get some snuggies for them tomorrow at work.

I also bought my mom a box of hazelnut bon bons from Gayle’s Chocolates. They’re pretty delicious, but I kind of wish I’d have bought her the lemon blueberry shortbread ones instead. We had Indian for lunch at Moti Mahal and Krista got the Chicken Vindaloo which was the hottest item on the menu. I tried it and thought I was going to die a little.

Lastly, we ventured over to Salvation Army (after visiting Incognito where I felt judged upon entrance) and Krista left early, where as I found a fantastic lemon yellow English teacup and saucer set to had to my mini collection for $10! Quite a bargain compared to the $20 a set German sets I bought from Paris last fall. I need to visit more Salvation Armies more often so I can pilfer their kitchen sections for teacup sets. And also their jewelry. Which is usually ridiculous and I like it.

I was planning to go visit downtown Ferndale tomorrow so I can go to The Rust Belt Market, but I think I might have to save that for another weekend. I think tomorrow will be Zumba/shower/change bedsheets/do some homework before work kinda day.