Awkward Interview

This morning I will be starting to interview for a part time receptionist job. I have two applicants this morning and a few later in the week. My first interview should have not been booked but this is a politically correct world, so I had to make the appointment. A young man sent his resume and I called him. I would hire a male if he was qualified. When he answered the phone, he stuttered. The job description was listed as "heavy phones" which means high volume of calls. Why did he send the resume? Heavy phones means stress and stutterers do not do well under stress. I know this because my degree is in Speech Pathology. I listened to every word as we had our conversation and made an interview for 9am this morning. I feel bad wasting his time, but there is no way for a person who stutters, to answer the phone in a practice that specializes in OCD.

Orange

I walked into my local Dollar Tree yesterday and saw orange. It took a moment to realize that I was seeing pumpkins. The store was being stocked with Halloween ornaments. Really? Halloween in August. I guess I should not have been so surprised. The store had "back to school" items in June when school was still in session.

Rain, Rain

It is the first week of August and so far the weather has been awful. Rainy, clammy and cool. I remember when I was a child, August was warm, sunny and beautiful. Yesterday, I actually went to the town pool with my sister and my husband. We were the only three people there, except for the lifeguards. The only difference was that they had to be there. We didn't. There was just nothing else to do. I do my "winter weekend" errands on Fridays during the summer, so I have the entire weekend to sit and relax at the pool. Yesterday we did sit and relax. The only problem was that we sat under our towels, as it was so cold.

If You're Happy

We all know the song "If you're happy and you know it clap your hands". It has been sung by children for many years. We learned it as babies and years later taught it to our babies. It is an ongoing cycle of childhood. The other day, my grandson was playing with a toy that has a few songs recorded in it. There is a continuous music sequence and the song "If you're happy" is somewhere in the middle of the rotation. He was playing and listening to the songs and as soon as he heard the first four notes of the "happy" song, he began to clap his hands. He clapped at the appropriate times throughout the song and then resumed playing. The other songs played and he had no particular reaction. When the happy song played again, he stopped what he was doing, began to clap his hands and looked up at me with the biggest grin. He knew he was doing something special.

No Connection

I have a Verizon Business account at work. For a while they suspended the rewards program but they have recently started the program again. I received a notice in the mail and went online to purchase items for my office. I signed in and just as I was about to choose my rewards, the office phones got busy, so I logged off. Later in the evening I tried to access the account again and the website said that I did not have an account. I used the online chat option and they say that I did have an account, but for some reason the site had locked me out. I tried again this morning and I still cannot get access. At 8:30 I will call a live person. Hopefully they can unlock me.

No x 3

Lately I have been getting a lot of solicitor phone calls. When I see the 866 or 877 number I know that it is not a call I want. I always try to start off polite because the person at the other end is just trying to do their job and make a living. What I do not understand is when I say "no" once, why can't they accept it. They go on and on and I say "no" twice. I do not really want to hang up on someone, but if I have to say "no" the third time, I hang up. The next time someone does not take my first "no" as the end of the conversation, I am going to ask them to explain why they want to continue the call until someone is forced to be rude.

War of the Ants

I am having a war with some tiny ants. Every few years the tiny ants come out from hiding and run rampant on my kitchen counter. There is never any food or crumbs out, so I have no idea what they are after. I have sprayed them with ant spray and wiped the counters with ammonia but they keep coming back. Years ago cinnamon used to get rid of them. This year the cinnamon only works to keep them out of the microwave. I think they spent the last two years coming up with a plan to outsmart me. I am by no means paranoid, but I think I heard them laughing at me. This morning when I woke up, there were no ants. They either got tired of harassing me or they are just sleeping late.