Thanks for nothing!

A big thanks for nothing to the preppy asshole who called at 11 PM and spent 25 minutes asking for advice on placing an order. He had four items to show at the end of it, a sweet, tasty $218 worth, and when I asked for his email address, he said, "Can you hold on---" and fucking hung up on me. Dude, I hope you get crotch-rot and your pecker falls off. I think you're scum.

Another thanks for nothing to GK, who has departed for New England and left me incubating her cold. Love you, sweetie---but if I lose my voice and can't work, I'm gonna be pissed.

A thump on the head to myself, for forgetting to set a timer for House. I didn't even catch the last 15 minutes tonight, because I was on a call. Natural blonde!

That said, I still had an $889 night. Not a personal record for me for a Tuesday, but not bad, either!

Tomorrow, we've got training for the spring line of Tasteful Woman. J, our in-house fashion gal, brought the rep through this afternoon---I presume she arrived early to set up---and I was glad that I was dressed nicely. For the record, I had on my favorite woven black pants with a tan knit top under my greige blazer, brown woven leather loafers, accoutured with a leopard-print scarf around my neck and my new little black velvet cap, which is an awesome solution for a bad hair day! The blazer was the only thing I paid retail for, and that was $15 on clearance at Wal*Mart. Okay, maybe the scarf, too, now that I think about it. I think that was all of $3 at The Rag Shop.

Okay, I'm gonna go chug some red juice of death cough medicine and go to bed.

Thanks for nothing!

A big thanks for nothing to the preppy asshole who called at 11 PM and spent 25 minutes asking for advice on placing an order. He had four items to show at the end of it, a sweet, tasty $218 worth, and when I asked for his email address, he said, "Can you hold on---" and fucking hung up on me. Dude, I hope you get crotch-rot and your pecker falls off. I think you're scum.

Another thanks for nothing to GK, who has departed for New England and left me incubating her cold. Love you, sweetie---but if I lose my voice and can't work, I'm gonna be pissed.

A thump on the head to myself, for forgetting to set a timer for House. I didn't even catch the last 15 minutes tonight, because I was on a call. Natural blonde!

That said, I still had an $889 night. Not a personal record for me for a Tuesday, but not bad, either!

Tomorrow, we've got training for the spring line of Tasteful Woman. J, our in-house fashion gal, brought the rep through this afternoon---I presume she arrived early to set up---and I was glad that I was dressed nicely. For the record, I had on my favorite woven black pants with a tan knit top under my greige blazer, brown woven leather loafers, accoutured with a leopard-print scarf around my neck and my new little black velvet cap, which is an awesome solution for a bad hair day! The blazer was the only thing I paid retail for, and that was $15 on clearance at Wal*Mart. Okay, maybe the scarf, too, now that I think about it. I think that was all of $3 at The Rag Shop.

Okay, I'm gonna go chug some red juice of death cough medicine and go to bed.