Current mood:	contemplative
Current music:	Paramore - Use Somebody (Kings of Leon cover)

Like sands through the hourglass, these are the days of our fast food chains...
So about a couple of weeks ago I went to one of our local hardware/deco store because I've felt like finally putting some pizazz into the apartment. I was looking at this particular fake plant that would go perfectly in one corner of the house. Unfortunately it had no price tag, so I went and I asked the woman behind the counter for the price. She said it was $135 and I kindly and very composedly told her, "Oh okay, thanks" while inside my head I was going "WTF?!?!?!". I don't know if she was able to read this on my face but she then added, in a very stuck-up manner "You can go look around, there are cheaper plants."

Now, okay, I'm not trying to pretend like I'm super rich and I can afford a FAKE plant for $135. Maybe I could, but I think it's RIDICULOUS to price a FAKE plant that high! I mean, what the hell is it made from, pieces from the Shroud of Turin maybe?? There is no way I would ever pay anything more than $30 for -- again, I repeat -- A FAKE PLANT!! But that's not what put me over the top. First you overprice your shit that I could probably find for ten times cheaper at a Chinese store (you know the ones that are crammed with all kinds stuff from floor to ceiling) but then you go and give me a snobby attitude because I won't buy your overpriced FAKE plant that I didn't even like that much??

Nothing pisses me off more than having someone working in a store just assume that I can't afford what they're selling just because in the end I decide to be reasonable and not buy it. I would NEVER forgive myself for spending $135 on a FAKE plant. Not when there are children in the world starving. 

One time, a long time ago, I walked into this store and asked for the price for these cute jeans hanging on the rack and the store attendant, before saying anything else to me said, "They're too expensive."

Really? Seriously? Do I look like I'm starved that you need to tell me right off the bat that it's too expensive?? 

Maybe I'm overreacting. Maybe these people, even though they work in the store, feel as though the stuff is overpriced and no one should spend any money on it. But I can't help, every time something like this happens to me, recalling that scene in Selena when she and her friend go shopping for a dress for the Grammys and the stuck-up store attendant takes one look at them and says, "That dress is too expensive." Of course Selena shows her in the end when people end up mobbing her in the store for autographs, the store attendant finally understands she's someone famous, and then Selena tells her they don't want the dress after all. Of course if I did that it wouldn't make a difference...lol

So Hubby and I decided today that if we were going to a Halloween party this Saturday (which I think we would totally go if I didn't have to work the whole day on Sunday) that he would go as The Burger King and I would go as Wendy (as in the red-headed girl from Wendy's). It would be pretty funny I think. Maybe next year.

I wonder what would happen if The Burger King and Wendy had babies. When she's old enough to of course, I don't mean to turn The Burger King into a pedophile. And would Ronald McDonald be jealous that he didn't get a girl? Would he want Wendy for himself? Maybe the Subway guy can be his friend. Maybe Mrs. Butterworth can go on a date with him. You never know, McDonald's does serve breakfast, but only until 10:30 am (Is it weird that the only way I ever learned to tell the difference between the ending breakfast time for Burger King and McDonald's is because in "Big Daddy" Adam Sandler goes to get McDonald's breakfast and they tell him they stop serving breakfast at 10:30 when he though it was 11? -- Don't ever sit and watch this movie with me; I know ALL the lines!!)