Oh my goodness. My work hours have begun to send me to that place where I laugh at the littlest things. Out of exhaustion, or maybe just because.
Today I was working with a particular brand of women's shape wear. You know, those compression garments ladies wear under their clothes. This particular company was the original shape wear brand, and the mark that everyone else is chasing. Anway... Well, I was marking down some Size G items. Yes, Size G. Let's just say, I'm 5'3" and I'd have to weigh 295lbs to fit into a Size G. I'm sure this sounded like a good idea... First of all, you can't discriminate based on size. Second of all, I'm sure they thought it was going to be this great, empowering thing for women. So that they could feel beautiful regardless of size. But really? If I actually weighed 295lbs, why would I want to put on this garment? The mere thought sounds reminiscent of stuffing sausage meat into casing... and too tight casing at that! It doesn't sound comfortable! Not to mention that if I was that weight, and I was unhappy with that weight, would I really expect a compression garment to help magically make myself happy with myself? Please... Anyway, yes. I laughed over these garments. To the point that Trish was staring at with with that look. You know the one. The "what the hell is wrong with you" look. I was to the point that I was almost crying from laughing so hard! [Note: If you want to wear these, great! More power to you. If you work out in addition to wearing these garments, even better! I'm afraid they just aren't for me.]
After that little incident... Next was the fax machine. I was faxing an order to one of my most favorite reps! And it was a disaster. It was just one of those days. Nothing was going "right". I normally work in the front of the building and the fax machine is in the back of the building. So I had to walk back and forth every time I tried to resend it. Needless to say I talked to him on the phone three times before the order was finally squared away... I know this rep very well because he works for several companies, in addition to having his own stores. I work with him very closely on one company in particular. And luckily, he likes me. :-)
As trying as the day was, it was good to laugh. With everyone pulling extra hours, and tensions running high, it's easy to get caught up in the stress. It was nice to laugh over something completely ridiculous and remember that my job is in fact just a job. Life goes on. Cue next quote:
"At the height of laughter, the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possibilities." -Jean Houston
Also, yesterday at work, my boss asked me to show an older coworker, who shall remain unnamed, how to use Facebook. If you knew this coworker... needless to say, laughter abounded!
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