Leave Me Alone Until I Want Your Help
Mar. 03, 2015
Have you heard? I'm moving soon. Well I'm supposed to be but that's another story. What I'm trying to concentrate on now is getting my soon to be old house set up to be a short term rental. Mentally, this has been a full time job. I've got to figure out which furniture I'm leaving and which I'm taking. I need a new bad, sofa bed and a futon or air mattress. I need bedding, towels, kitchenware and some new shelving. I'm going mental. And because I can't find anything that I like, I'm having to visit every single furniture store in Austin to find something nice. And that's why I'm talking to you right now. Sales people. Sales people at furniture stores. You need to get a new game. Running up to me as soon as I walk in the door and asking me if I'm looking for anything in particular is going to get you a solid "no". Even as a young schoolgirl with a saturday job in a suit shop back in Merry Old, I knew never to ask a customer a yes or no question. Also, following me around asking me questions about my dog is just annoying. How about you give me your cell phone number and I'll text you if I have a question. Better than that, get a little electric buzzer attached to you and I'll press the button when I need you and then you can come and help me. I hope I don't sound like a dick but there it is.