the course of phlem

I'm getting better... I think... really congested, though. Funny how when I was really sick I would've been a jerk for leaving work, but now that I'm actually feeling a bit better but hacking all the time, I think everyone at work wished I would go home. Ha! I did break out the hand sanitizer a few times to make them all feel more at ease.

While the assistant manager was out today, this guy came in and dropped off this large metal hanger shaped thing. He implied she'd know what to do with it, so I didn't ask questions. I jokingly tried to shove it into her mailbox and we had a chuckle. When she got back, I showed it to her and she was clueless as to what it was. As I was holding this thing, I spotted a chunk of hair and flesh stuck to one corner and had a mental flashback from my childhood.

There we were, us 4 sisters, rollerskating in our garage. This day was different, though, there was a deer hanging upside down, in the middle of the garage, by it's feet- no skin, no head, blood dripping from it's neck.

"This 'hanger' is no ordinary hanger- it's a deer hanger- and recently used!" I dropped it and ran to the bathroom to wash my hands. Apparently her husband's buddy dropped it off so she could bring it home for him to 'use'.

Tomorrow is my 'Saturday'. Typically an exciting day of cleaning and lounging. Tomorrow, however, I am forced to spy for my manager. (I got suckered into it because I was sick at home Monday, on an extremely busy day). I will be driving over an hour to another furniture store to 'check out the competition'. The whole secret shopper aspect makes me feel like a secret agent-plus, I'm looking forward to the drive.

I better go- Bertie is scratching loudly at her metal bowl. Hint perhaps? I really shouldn't think about bearing children till I can remember to feed the dog on a regular basis.