St. Patrick's Day and Sassy Sunday

The End! I have had my final Chamber Singer's concert. It wasn't my personal best but its over. My feelings, so far, are of relief. I'll be sad soon, but all I can think about is how glad I am that I'm starting to close doors of my college life. I can focus on NATS and my recital and the opera and not worry about memorizing other music, or going on tour, or pushing my voice in ways that it doesn't want to go. It is one more step on the road to graduation. Our final choir concert coincided with St. Patrick's Day.

It was a funny coincidence. I'm not a big fan of the color green but I partook anyway. Following our concert and reception, I headed over to Laura's and celebrated. I was pinched twice before I threatened to start punching people. The pinching mercifully stopped after that. (It's good people don't know that I hit like a girl.) I celebrated a bit too much and woke up this morning with a sad tummy ache. Nothing major and I feel great now. It was a good night and I got to hang out with some people I don't normally spend time with. It was nice to be in a new crowd of people and just laugh and enjoy the company. No drama, no stress, just fun. I could definitely get used to it.

Kenny got in the University of Michigan. He doesn't think he's going to go. He is still waiting to hear back from Northwestern. I'm getting anxious about it because I'll finally find out what's going to happen after this summer. Once that is all settled, I'll be a lot more relaxed about things. I'm rather useless without a plan. So the sooner he knows where he is/isn't going to school, the better. The more I think about this summer, the more bored I get. I have full-time employment and my parent's house to look forward to. I don't know many people that are still in Aberdeen and my car is non-functional so I can't escape whenever I want to. Adrian and I have been tentatively planning a trip to Yellowstone but that wouldn't be until really late in the summer. I'm going to miss him like crazy! I'll be smashing my face into a wall within a few days. He'd better be prepared for daily phone calls until I get used to things. (I know you're reading this...get ready for my phone calls...)

SASSY SUNDAY!!!
The topic today will be lane closed signs. I cashier, part-time, at Walmart and one of my biggest pet peeves is when people ignore my lane closed sign and hold up my breaks with their selfishness. I was helping a customer today and my supervisor told me to take a break. She turned my light off and put a lane closed sign at the end of my conveyor belt. You'd think that the lack of light and the closed sign would deter other customers from getting in line. You'd be wrong. People are so inconsiderate. It doesn't occur to them that I've been there all day, I'm tired, I'm hungry, and it's time for me to leave. All they care about is not waiting in line because they are tired, hungry, and ready to leave. It is so aggravating. I used to just deal with it. Today I did not take that approach. I was very forceful about telling people that I was closed. I politely told them that they would have to go to another lane. Most people apologize and do as I ask. Every now and then, I get some jerk who could care less that I have other places to be and other things to be doing. They smile and essentially tell me to get over it and get in my line anyway. Depending on my mood, I might leave anyway. This is bad and I only do it if I'm really angsty and they are particularly rude. Most of the time I just sigh and speed through their order. I typically drop the niceties...they started it...say as little as possible. I don't think it's fair that I have to smile and deal with them being proud of inconveniencing me. I could rant all day about it. But I won't. I shall leave you with one final thought: Do not slap the hand that could over-pack your bags until they break while you're walking from your car to your house. That would be a mistake.