Bored in the Store

As you all may know (all meaning my mom) my current full-time, bill paying job is in retail and with the current economy and everyone back in school sometimes there is a little down time. After you have straighted every rack for the third time you start to get a little bored. Since I don't have a computer to pretend I am doing work on I have to entertain myself. Normally I either write poetry or work on my next blog but every once in awhile I get writer's block and have to do something else. Here are a few of the things I like to do (hopefully my managers are not reading this):

• Dance with the mannequins to the lovely muzak.
• Count ceiling tiles.
• Obviously try on clothes. It's probably why retail employees go into debt, they're always shopping.
• Make sure I keep my flexibility by doing splits and cartwheels down the aisles. I also do my ballet stretches by pretending the counter is a ballet barre.
• People watching, but this always leads me to singing Paul Simon songs.
• I practice tap dancing to because the clacking on the tile sounds so cool.
• I also contemplate the deep life altering questions like:
• Why can a show with a group of really bad actors succeed and no one notices they're bad until after the show is done and they try individual projects?
• Why aren't my store interactions as funny as "Are You Being Served?"
• Haven't people learned to bring their own bags yet?
• What do you think was on the very first to do list (honey do list)? Kill dinner, sweep cave, invent fire and the wheel?
• Why is it when I am the only person in the ladies' room does the next person always have to take the stall next to me?
• When all else fails I find a fitting room that isn't being used and I take a nap.

Oh well back to work.