Almost 2AM and I’m actually going to go to bed now. Not feeling all that great. Yuckies. I’m in a fairly good mood…wow. Usually so damn tired at night(morning) that I’m cranky and grumpy. This is great. And I just realized I drank almost a gallon of that Raspberry Lemonade I made up.

I walk outside and what’s this? Something bright, making me squint. AUGH! it’s SUN! What the hell?! Ah, ok…find those sunglasses, slip em on…there, much better.

Well, looks like the clouds are being nice and letting in the sun today. At least near my office. A good thing, though…my mood is upped big time and I feel like tackling everything, everyone, the world. Real smiles today, everyone. Honest to goodness, REAL smile…I’m happy, (a tad tired, but ignoring that fact), and pretty darn cheerful and perky.

mmm, I’m tired, horny, but lonely. What fun. A tad intoxicated, too. heh…missing someone right now. Argh…time to sleep.

Some people should just not be working. Especially not at Taco Bell. A few days ago I decided to grab Taco Bell on the way home from work. I’ve never had a problem with the UDistrict Taco Bell before, I now have a new reason for start the cooking at home I’d planned. Anyhow, I ordered my two Classic Beef Chalupas as I’ve ordered many, many times before. The cashier, a new one I have to point out, then paused and said “We don’t have Classic Chalupas anymore.” I stared at her dumfounded. Last I’d checked, oh, ten seconds ago, there were pictures of Chalupas all over the Bellage.

I asked the woman, just to make sure it was correct, that my ears were functioning properly. “You have no Classic Chalupas?” “I’m sorry, ma’am, we no longer carry Classic Chalupas.” “What, you stopped making them but still have the other Chalupas?” “Yes.” Oh my. I stood there trying to figure out how I was going to word my next question…”Well, then can’t you just take the makings of a classic taco and put em in a Chalupa?” Sounded completely obvious to me. “Oh, we have Classic Chalupa.” ARGH! Then why’d you tell me you didn’t?!??! “Okay, then I’ll have two of those please.” She gives me this look like I am the one that isn’t understanding anything, and that I’m the idiot. “Oh, but we don’t have them.” Huh? “What do you mean you don’t have them? You just told me you did.” She did, right? “Oh, no, we have them, but they’re a different price now. They’re like the other Chalupas.” Okay, woman, why the hell didn’t you say that in the first place?!?!?!!! “Okay…then I’ll still have two Classic Chalupas.” “They’re not $1.19 anymore, they’re $1.39. You still want em?” Could someone possibly be so stupid? “Yes, just give me two Classic Chalupas, I don’t care how much they are.”

Oh my goddess! Is it just me or did someone not know what she was supposed to be saying? How difficult could it be?!?! Well, apparently very much so, considering my second trip to Taco Hell for my sister and I today. I recognized the same woman as soon as I walked in the door. My truest hope was that she had awakened in her ways and realized what she should be telling customers. I soon found out otherwise.

“I’d like a blah blah and two Classic Chalupas,” all the while cringing, just waiting for what she would say. She didn’t disappoint me. “Oh, we don’t have Classic Chalupas.” Here we go again. “Yes, you do, I picked some up a few days ago.” “Okay, yes, we have Classic Chalupas, but different price.” FINE!!!!! “Fine, I’ll have them. And how about next time when a customer asks about Classic Chalupas, why don’t you just say you have them but their prices have changed?” I was just trying to be nice and helpful and make her job easier. I mean, she must think I am one of the stupidest people around, not understanding what she says. The nerve. “I’m just telling you because it’s my job, I have to inform the customers it’s change.” Sigh. “Yes, I know that, but what you told me was that you no longer carried Classic Chalupas, not that the price of the Classic Chalupa had changed.” “But, I have to tell you the price has changed, it’s my job.” ARGH!!!!! “Yes. I know. But you didn’t tell me.” “Yes, ma’am, I did, I said we no longer carried Classic Chalupas.” Hmm, she’s insulting herself without any help. “Exactly. You didn’t tell me until I asked, that the price was different.”

Why I insisted on getting my point across to this woman, I’m not sure…but it wasn’t happening All I got from here was this completely blank look of cluelessness. I’d had enough, I was hungry. “I’ll just have the blah blah and two Classic Chalupas. To go, please.” “Even though the price is diff-” “Yes, I don’t care how much they are.”

I stood there while she counted my nickels and Susan B Anthony dollars (maybe that was my form of payback) and then snapped that receipt off for me. As I stepped off to the side, I could see the people behind me doing nothing to hide their laughter, and the customer in front of me shaking her head. Thank goodness the food was ready quick, and as I turned to leave, I caught the eye of someone who’d been sitting down. He smiled, said “Heh, I understood you.” What a relief. For a moment I thought I was conversing with myself.

I went home, enjoyed my Classic Chalupas, and have vowed to go in to Taco Bell (usually not a frequent place I eat…) and state “I’d like two Classic Chalupas that are no longer $1.19 but cost $1.39. Please.”

(previously included in my Idiocy section and randomly added to the posts here about the time I think it happened)

Well, it’s my birthday…and I’m relieved and disappointed at the same time. At least I’m in a good mood, perky as can be.

I can’t help but think of the song by Blink 182, “What’s My Age Again” and the line “Nobody likes you when you’re 23.” Lovely. Happy Birthday to me!

I’m groggy, tired, and and wanna go home. Work has never taken so long….

Subjected myself to the wrong song a few moments ago…hate that, loving a song, but the song reminds me of someone. ARGH!! Wanna know what song? “What do I have to do?” by Stabbing Westward…please explain that one!