One of the managers who regularly counts the money in the registers has noticed something strange.
For the past two weeks, there has been a certain one dollar bill that has refused to leave the store. The reason it stands out so well is because someone has taken a red marker and written "Weezer BUDDY HOLLY" across it.
I don't know what the odds are of this happening, of a specific dollar bill staying in the same store for so long, but they can't be that astronomical because it's happening. I do have to say that the situation seems unlikely because the store goes through a lot of cash exchanges each day. We are constantly handing out money in pawn loans and check advances and then there are merchandise purchases where we make change. So, I'd think our money would cycle through fairly quickly, maybe a day or two or three at the max. Although, I do have to say that some very strange things happen at the pawn shop. So, maybe even though this persistent dollar bill is very unusual, it's not unusual because it's occuring at the pawn shop where the unusual is the usual. I could see that.
Or maybe this is a bad omen. A warning that Weezer will soon be infiltrating the pawn shop and playing Buddy Holly non-stop. It's a good thing we have compound bows, swords, and chainsaws at our disposal. We must prepare to defend ourselves to the death!
20 December 2010
16 December 2010
Cockroach Gumballs
There are three candy machines situated on the show room floor of the pawn shop. One is by the front door and the other two are next to the Pay Day and Pawn counters. One of these machines dispenses gumballs and it was inside of this one that a cockroach was found. Alive.
How it got in there, the world may never know--but a good guess is that it climbed into the box where we keep the extra gumballs and was dumped in. The box sits in the back room, open, on the floor. It seems like the most plausible answer, but I find it much more entertaining to believe that this cockroach was a misfit and wanted something more out of life, that he sought adventure, found the gumball machine, felt a comforting urge to scale it, and then squeezed through the gears and passageways that compose the innards of the machine. What a joy it would have been to put up such a struggle and then find oneself reclining atop a red gumball!
It's a shame the cockroach's gumball repose was cut short, but there is some comfort to be found in his death. I'm sure all the other roaches held a vigil to honor his bravery and determination, that they now recognize him for the free spirit he was and are ashamed of how they shunned him for his quirky antics.
Moving on, I haven't seen many bugs inside the pawn shop, and, sadly, I did not witness the cockroach squirming across the gumballs in the gumball machine. I also doubt I will see many bugs in the future. Since the gumball incident, we have had a pest exterminator come out to the shop. He sprayed some chemicals and placed little cardboard triangles around the edges of the walls throughout the showroom floor and back area. The inside of them are sticky and are meant to capture then slowly starve any insects and/or mice that attempt to scurry through said triangles.
I looked inside one today and found something. It was a graveyard of dust bunnies. No insects were to be seen.
How it got in there, the world may never know--but a good guess is that it climbed into the box where we keep the extra gumballs and was dumped in. The box sits in the back room, open, on the floor. It seems like the most plausible answer, but I find it much more entertaining to believe that this cockroach was a misfit and wanted something more out of life, that he sought adventure, found the gumball machine, felt a comforting urge to scale it, and then squeezed through the gears and passageways that compose the innards of the machine. What a joy it would have been to put up such a struggle and then find oneself reclining atop a red gumball!
It's a shame the cockroach's gumball repose was cut short, but there is some comfort to be found in his death. I'm sure all the other roaches held a vigil to honor his bravery and determination, that they now recognize him for the free spirit he was and are ashamed of how they shunned him for his quirky antics.
Moving on, I haven't seen many bugs inside the pawn shop, and, sadly, I did not witness the cockroach squirming across the gumballs in the gumball machine. I also doubt I will see many bugs in the future. Since the gumball incident, we have had a pest exterminator come out to the shop. He sprayed some chemicals and placed little cardboard triangles around the edges of the walls throughout the showroom floor and back area. The inside of them are sticky and are meant to capture then slowly starve any insects and/or mice that attempt to scurry through said triangles.
I looked inside one today and found something. It was a graveyard of dust bunnies. No insects were to be seen.
14 December 2010
Fairie Foam
I had the past two days off, and when I came in to work, I saw that a display table had been cleared and had started to be filled with a new shipment of fairies and dragons that was much larger than the first shipment we had a couple of months ago. One of my co-workers was specifically in charge of making sure the fairies were all displayed, and I commented to him -- "That table has so much cleavage going on" to which he responded--"I know! Our fairies are so dirty!"
This round of fairies and dragons aren't as interesting as the first shipment because there are no lesbian fairies, but they are as sexy and scantily clad as ever. Their entire thighs are exposed and their breasts are practically bursting forth from the poor excuses for tops they wear. But beyond their scandalous clothing, the posing of these fairies is ridiculous.
We have a fairie sitting on a crescent moon with a miniature dragon perched on her shoulder. We have an endtable with a glass top and a fairie crouched around the base of it. Some fairies are sitting on mushrooms with morbid looking wings while other sit on the ground with spellbooks in their hands and pentacles on their chests. Most of the fairies have coy smiles or expressions on their faces that win many of our customers over. Many of them comment that "those are so cool!" and cause me to lose just a little more of my faith in humanity.
We also have a number of skull items. One skull has it's mouth open and a large ruby where it's tongue should be. We also have an incense burner with skulls decorating one end of it. There is also a skull that is shiny and blue. But my two favorite things in this entire shipment are 1) A skull decorated with tribal designs with a top you open up to find a smaller skull which you can also open up to find a skull that was smaller still and so on, and 2) A dragon perched atop a skull that changes colors.
A funny side note is the mess that the packaging these items come in end up making. They each come in a box filled with foam inserts. The co-worker who has in charge of putting the fairies and dragons and skulls out on display brought several of the boxes out to the counter at a time and worked on labeling them between customers. While pulling these things from their boxes and foam, the foam inserts were constantly crumbling and sending little foam balls everywhere. We kept finding bits of it on our clothes, and I even had to tell my co-worker that it was in his hair and on his cheek. It kept gathering on the ends of the pens we used at the counter and clinging to our fingers and paperwork. One customer was writing a check, got some on her checkbook, and then couldn't shake the foam bits off of it. It was a horrible mess and I'm sure we will find the foam in unexpected places for days.
This round of fairies and dragons aren't as interesting as the first shipment because there are no lesbian fairies, but they are as sexy and scantily clad as ever. Their entire thighs are exposed and their breasts are practically bursting forth from the poor excuses for tops they wear. But beyond their scandalous clothing, the posing of these fairies is ridiculous.
We have a fairie sitting on a crescent moon with a miniature dragon perched on her shoulder. We have an endtable with a glass top and a fairie crouched around the base of it. Some fairies are sitting on mushrooms with morbid looking wings while other sit on the ground with spellbooks in their hands and pentacles on their chests. Most of the fairies have coy smiles or expressions on their faces that win many of our customers over. Many of them comment that "those are so cool!" and cause me to lose just a little more of my faith in humanity.
We also have a number of skull items. One skull has it's mouth open and a large ruby where it's tongue should be. We also have an incense burner with skulls decorating one end of it. There is also a skull that is shiny and blue. But my two favorite things in this entire shipment are 1) A skull decorated with tribal designs with a top you open up to find a smaller skull which you can also open up to find a skull that was smaller still and so on, and 2) A dragon perched atop a skull that changes colors.
A funny side note is the mess that the packaging these items come in end up making. They each come in a box filled with foam inserts. The co-worker who has in charge of putting the fairies and dragons and skulls out on display brought several of the boxes out to the counter at a time and worked on labeling them between customers. While pulling these things from their boxes and foam, the foam inserts were constantly crumbling and sending little foam balls everywhere. We kept finding bits of it on our clothes, and I even had to tell my co-worker that it was in his hair and on his cheek. It kept gathering on the ends of the pens we used at the counter and clinging to our fingers and paperwork. One customer was writing a check, got some on her checkbook, and then couldn't shake the foam bits off of it. It was a horrible mess and I'm sure we will find the foam in unexpected places for days.
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