Felony & The Holy Spirit
And we wait. Never has there been a time of waiting like this. I will go to work tomorrow and so will B. It’s possible I will receive a call to come home. It’s possible that call won’t happen ‘till next week or maybe not at all because the baby will be born on a weekend. When people speak of Thanksgiving I think of stuffing and cranberry sauce. I also can smell my child asleep in my arms.
The nesting component women (mothers) have spoke of saw truth today. But only because B and I weren’t entertaining guests, working, or asleep.
I hope the baby comes this week. I’d rather not be at work all week, but that seems highly suspicious. Maybe I should find a new job. No, that’s not it, but I have put in a decent amount of ‘extra duty’ to get my sub prepared for my absence and I could use a break. The commute alone is wearing me out.
In un-relating news, I am anxious to see if B can locate the non-sellable CD’s from Goodwill. Yesterday, I found a healthy stack of good, buyable music. Not limited too, but including a rare live album recorded at The Tonic NYC Club, Saint Etienne double CD, Alejandro Escovedo double CD, Mouse on Mars, Morphine, Stevie Ray Vaughn for dad, and a slew of others. When I proceeded to pay for them, Adam (a highly attentive cashier with severe speech impediments) noticed the wrong tags had been placed on the CD cases. I waited nervously, fearing I’d be arrested for switching tags, only to find out they wouldn’t sell them. Adam informed me they had to go back into production. So I left nearly empty handed (I got Morphine and Stevie Ray + a double cassette of the Beatles). We chose not to go back on Sunday, only because it seemed questionable…even with B going in to solve this mystery. I write ‘mystery’ because the tags look the same on everything I’ve ever bought there. How did Adam catch this?
It would appear music section tags contain the number ‘3’ after the initial ‘200’. Items from other store sections, like baskets, have a ‘1’ not the music ‘3’. I wonder if cameras saw dubious meddling about in the woven basket aisle and gave a code to watch out for it. No, that seems too covert-op for the Goodwill. I am willing to bet Adam is highly autistic and memorizes number codes to do his job better. This cat couldn’t spell worth a damn (previous transaction had a lady spelling her last name ‘Flores’ four times), but no one is purchasing a tag of mistaken identity. Nonetheless, I have vowed never to ‘control’ color of the week price stickers anymore.
In other relating news, some older lady online believes she has cracked the color pattern. She’s missing orange, which could mean she’s writing from Maine, but if her detective work is right, this week should be a ‘red’ color tag week. Problem with color tags (besides never finding what you are buying with that sticker color) is two fold: hiding items in the Goodwill is a waste. Too much turn over. I have found it‘s not even possible to place a CD on a book shelf. Every time I go back the music is gone. Not to mention the book it was next to. Secondly, if it has any remote value, someone will swipe it before you can came back on a discount week.
Lesson learned: If you want it, pay $4. If it’s a Josh Kelly album...it will be there forever.
The nesting component women (mothers) have spoke of saw truth today. But only because B and I weren’t entertaining guests, working, or asleep.
I hope the baby comes this week. I’d rather not be at work all week, but that seems highly suspicious. Maybe I should find a new job. No, that’s not it, but I have put in a decent amount of ‘extra duty’ to get my sub prepared for my absence and I could use a break. The commute alone is wearing me out.
In un-relating news, I am anxious to see if B can locate the non-sellable CD’s from Goodwill. Yesterday, I found a healthy stack of good, buyable music. Not limited too, but including a rare live album recorded at The Tonic NYC Club, Saint Etienne double CD, Alejandro Escovedo double CD, Mouse on Mars, Morphine, Stevie Ray Vaughn for dad, and a slew of others. When I proceeded to pay for them, Adam (a highly attentive cashier with severe speech impediments) noticed the wrong tags had been placed on the CD cases. I waited nervously, fearing I’d be arrested for switching tags, only to find out they wouldn’t sell them. Adam informed me they had to go back into production. So I left nearly empty handed (I got Morphine and Stevie Ray + a double cassette of the Beatles). We chose not to go back on Sunday, only because it seemed questionable…even with B going in to solve this mystery. I write ‘mystery’ because the tags look the same on everything I’ve ever bought there. How did Adam catch this?
It would appear music section tags contain the number ‘3’ after the initial ‘200’. Items from other store sections, like baskets, have a ‘1’ not the music ‘3’. I wonder if cameras saw dubious meddling about in the woven basket aisle and gave a code to watch out for it. No, that seems too covert-op for the Goodwill. I am willing to bet Adam is highly autistic and memorizes number codes to do his job better. This cat couldn’t spell worth a damn (previous transaction had a lady spelling her last name ‘Flores’ four times), but no one is purchasing a tag of mistaken identity. Nonetheless, I have vowed never to ‘control’ color of the week price stickers anymore.
In other relating news, some older lady online believes she has cracked the color pattern. She’s missing orange, which could mean she’s writing from Maine, but if her detective work is right, this week should be a ‘red’ color tag week. Problem with color tags (besides never finding what you are buying with that sticker color) is two fold: hiding items in the Goodwill is a waste. Too much turn over. I have found it‘s not even possible to place a CD on a book shelf. Every time I go back the music is gone. Not to mention the book it was next to. Secondly, if it has any remote value, someone will swipe it before you can came back on a discount week.
Lesson learned: If you want it, pay $4. If it’s a Josh Kelly album...it will be there forever.
i want to hear more about this code crack business. i feel like those guys are screwing us at every turn these days, & would love to give a screw or two back. anyway, i've taken most all my thrifting to Value Village, a realm of angels & treasures. not only do they do half-off colors, but on Mondays they have a 99 cent color.
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