Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Hair Saga Part 1

So, for those of you who don't see me every day, I have had dark brown/red hair for the past several months. Because I was the only not real-brunette for this short film I am working on, I decided to go back to blonde. Plus, keeping naturally lighter colored hair dark brown is WAY more work than keeping it lighter and since I am lazy, this is a nice situation to be in.

So the "Get My Hair Back to Blonde" process started Sunday night with a box that did little to lighten my hair, but gave me this really cool color. I really hate it when things like that happen, because there is no way I am going to replicate it.

Since the first time didn't work, I walked myself back to the drugstore for something a little more heavy duty. Let me tell you, when Herbal Essences decides to make hair color, they decide to make stuff that works. I buy a box of the lightest blonde I can find and proceed home to try it out.

Needless to say, my hair is definitely lighter. Like almost Platinum. Which you would think someone that has been messing with their hair color for ½ their life would be okay with, but for some reason, it seems to bother me. Not the greatest dye-job I have ever done.

So of course I come to work this morning expecting lots of "Oh, your hair is blonde again" comments accompanied by that "that's too bad" look people like to give.

But instead, I get "Wow, your hair is blonde again! I like it! Looks good!" accompanied with my two favorite comments:
"You look like a beach babe/surfer girl"

"It's a Bombshell color"

Can I just tell you how much I love you people right now? And if you are all really laughing behind my back, just keep it behind my back so I can continue to feel good.

Friday, October 07, 2005

I do not Heart Delivery Guys

So, this is a little late, but Knott Scary Farm was AWESOME! Seriously the most fun I have had being scared in a long time. Unless you count the once a week I weigh myself, but that's another story.

This week has been really lousy with the busyness. I plan on posting some pictures of my knitting thusfar. Let me just say, I am rocking the "knit stitch" and can now make a mean scarf. The supplies for the one I am making now were courtesy of T and J (Hi!) and it looks to be the best one yet. Like I said, pictures and such to come soon. I am looking to make a poncho next, but I may have to actually learn more than one stitch for that, which means I will be back to swearing A LOT while knitting, but I think that's all part of the fun of learning something new.

So, the title of this post. I just got done having a battle of wits with a delivery guy. It wasn't really evenly matched. Now I have had LOTS of jobs in my time where I worked in the customer service industry. I wasn't the best at it, but I definitely wasn't the worst. I am now in charge of ordering supplies for the office I work in and let me just say, we go through a lot of paper. So much so that I usually order about 10 cases at a time. The delivery person today (Not the usual delivery guy, he's the coolest guy ever! Mad love to MIKE! YEAH!) decided that stacking 10 - 50 pound boxes of paper outside the main door to my office was totally okay. WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO CUSTOMER SERVICE! When would you ever think that it's okay to leave something that heavy piled outside the door to an office? I mean, come on, who is usually doing the supply ordering? Women. And who do you think would be moving that stuff? It's bad enough that I can't get anyone to help me unload the boxes, let alone move them across an entire suite.
So I called the main office and let them know that they needed to come back and fix this. And then I made sure to go and let the guy know where to put the paper (because they have been known to just stack it in the middle of our copy room. And now you know why I love the usual delivery guy so much) AND I made sure to say it in a very nice way. THE MAN WOULDN'T even acknowledge my existence. So now I am sitting here, trying to get straight in my head what I am going to say to the main office when I call AGAIN, to let them know that Mike is the only delivery person they have that gives a crap about customer service.
This is not the part of my job that I like. Because you see, and I know this will be such a shock to most of you, I have a bit of a temper. I like to fly off the handle at times. But I don't like having to be purposefully mean to someone. But jeez, is it to much to ask that you deliver the stuff to where you are supposed to deliver it? That you actually act like my business means something to you?
I'm really not sure how to end this. It's Friday. I really think my brain is shutting down for the weekend early.