It's been a week

It's been a week since i updated this blog. Sorry, not much to report. D started getting sick last Sunday, then Alan and i started feeling bad. i stayed home from work with her Monday and Tuesday, and Alan worked 1/2 day Wednesday and Thursday so she wouldn't have to go to daycare. She went back on Friday with just a dry cough. We saw the doc on Tuesday who said it was just a virus and we were doing the right things (humidifier with a drop of menthol, taking her in the shower, using the aspirator and saline drops often, etc etc) and there isn't much left to be done but wait it out.

As far as the grown-ups, i felt crappy Monday and Tuesday, a bit congested, but not really SICK. If it hadn't been for D i would have gone to work. But starting Friday i started feeling awful, and D seems in worse shape, too. i hate that it seems like we're getting back-to-back viruses (virii, i suppose, for my biologist friend). Ugh! Poor baby!

And now allow me to tell you why i am completely LIVID! i'm not sure if i mentioned this here when it happened the first time, but last spring, i went to JoAnn's fabric and crafts on a sale weekend (NOT worth it!), and i waited in a long line to get fabric cut. When it was my turn, i discovered that because i had gone in the line and hadn't taken a number, i had to start over. SO NOT FAIR! But more importantly, the woman there treated me like crap, and that really made me mad. She said, "You always have to take a number", so ever since then, i *always* take a number, even if there is no line whatsoever.

Yesterday we went back. Not a sale weekend. Not even a line really. One woman was getting her fabric cut and it was taking a LONG time. There was also a little girl standing at the counter (her mom was still shopping, which is unfair but whatever). So i grab a number, making a point to catch the eye of the woman cutting the fabric, take a couple of steps backwards, and watch the debacle unfold. The little girl's mother came up with a TON of crap (and the first woman was taking FOREVER because apparently the woman cutting fabric cannot count). An old woman came up and stood next to the little girl and family, and someone came next to her. So now a line has formed, and guess what? i'm not in it. But hey, i've got my number!

Well, because cutter #1 (who, i'm pretty sure, was the same witchy woman as last spring) is so slow, she called for help. The next person to come up took the little girl's family. And then ANOTHER cutter came up and took the old lady. i stepped up and said, "i'm next." Then cutter #1 says, no, the line is back there. Excuse me? No, i have my number! She says, "We're not using the numbers today." So i tell her she's the one who told me to ALWAYS get a number. i already mentioned i was sick, and when i'm sick, i have a short-ass temper.

So i storm out, and ask to see a manager on my way out. i tell him, "You have a very serious problem in the fabric cutting department. This is the second time this has happened to me. And it's not about making mistakes because everyone does (although being consistent with the number thing, especially when you start to get busy, would help!), it's about how you treat the customer after YOU make a mistake. In this economy, people are cutting back on the amount of money they spend on things like crafts, and i don't have to spend my money here. And i won't do it again."

Grrrrrrrrrr! So JoAnn's is officially on my boycott list. My boycott goes like this:
1) Exxon (yes, i do hold grudges for like 20 years)
2) JoAnn's

i'm sure i'll go back *eventually*, but not right away. And i think i'm going to write a letter to corporate headquarters as well. i will say the manager was very nice and acted like he was concerned, but you know how those things go. Did i mention Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!?