So the IHSA State Cheerleading Competition has forced me and my customers out of our parking spaces today.
Oh, and some dude that looks in the early stages of the Ebola virus is wandering around my store for the next 15 minutes waiting on a cab. He's going to get me sick.
I just know it.

But that's not what this post is about. Today its about the mail, and the story makes me laugh actually.

So the lady from the office brought up some mail for the store here.
Naturally, as all of our mail seems to be, it was opened.
Even though the label says the store name, and is addressed to the Manager (or location)

As is the case, I went ahead and took a look at it in case it was something I need to address immediately.

"Enclosed you will find a USC Anniversary Recognition Packet that you will present to your associate when you recognize the anniversary."

It's a packet about Associate Anniversary Suggestions.

That associate, if you have or have not been counting, is me.

So I opened my own anniversary presentation packet.

Apparently I get to pick out a gift. But not until the actual presentation of the packet.

It gives suggestions about how to present it. It's hilarious, because it says "make the decision [to present in private or in a group] based on your understanding of the associate's personality and preference."

Like a manager can't figure this stuff out on their own. That's too funny.

Normally, I'd be ok with getting rewarded in front of the world, but this time I'd rather just get my present and be done with it. Truth be told, I think I'd prefer that because that's probably how its going to be.

Like the way you tell a disobedient dog to just sit there to make it look like he's listening.
It's what's going to happen.
Which is fine by me, I honestly don't care.

It isn't like this is my dream career. It's just a job. Getting paid is all the recognition I want.

But on to happier things...
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I'll let you know when they get here.
Because it feels like I've been here 5 hours and its barely been 2 1/2...