On Thursday I went to my first "wrock" (or wizard rock) show at the library. For those who don't know what wizard rock/wrock is, it's music about Harry Potter. The band at the show I went to was Harry and the Potters, and they did not disappoint, I had a lot of fun at the show with some fellow nerdfighters. That was probably the highlight of my week. Because it was my first "wrock" experience, I wasn't really sure what to expect. But I really enjoyed it and there was a lot of humor in the music. There were also a few really bad jokes when a cable needed to be replaced. The jokes were really nerdy and one of the best parts about the crowd was that they were all nerdy enough to understand the jokes. I love nerds.
At work we're getting ready for our summer sale, so because it hasn't been busy lately and Sundays aren't usually busy most of today was supposed to be spent sticking price stickers on shoe boxes. But because we actually had something that we were supposed to get done today, it was busy. Most of the boxes have yet to be stickered and the sale starts tomorrow. Luckily I have tomorrow off to cram for Tuesday's midterm but I feel bad for my co-workers for all the work that they're going to have to do.
Today at work there was this one customer who was really frustrating. There was a girl with her mom and her aunt (?). The girl was looking for shoes for some occasion and was trying on shoes. Because it's my job I brought her the shoes she was asking for and one of the first pairs she tried on was a size11 and it fit her perfectly. Then her aunt(?) goes "I don't know...I think you should try the 12." So I go and get it knowing that it's know going to fit her. And shockingly it's too big for her. Meaning there's just one more shoe I'm going to have to put away later. After she did this with about 5 more pairs of shoes and I had a pile of about 12 shoe boxes in the back that needed to be put back together again and put away she finally decided on buying 1 pair of shoes and ordering in another pair from another store. The other pair that we are ordering in may or may not get here for when she needs them because apparently she needs the shoes for Friday. The fact that you would leave it that late to shop for the shoes is mind boggling to me.
Then my favourite customer of the day (literally) was this transgender individual. (I'm never sure what gender to call them and I don't want to offend anyone so we're going to call him/her K). The two of us got along great and there were a lot of laughs. Which was probably why K was my favourite. K was also the last customer of the day and K's sense of humor and personality was a nice change from some of the ruder customer's I'd dealt with earlier that day.
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