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I have never been one to use coupons when I shop. I know that is a way to save money and I may have to start using them in the future if my pennies get much fewer. My mother was a coupon shopper. I find that I buy things I really do not need, when I occasionally coupon shop so I really am not saving any money. If I were to shop online much I would try using Overstock coupons. Again I would have to be careful to just buy what I needed or wanted to use as a gift.
My brother and I will be going thru Mother’s house this Saturday deciding what we want to keep and what to do with the rest of it. I am sure that we will not need the services of a New York Moving Company, but will keep them in the back of my mind just in case. To look around in the house there doesn’t seem to be that much, but when you look in the closets and the cabinets a different story is told.
Folks, I know that I promised more posting, but most of the events in my life since January 11 have been a very bad dream if not a nightmare.
Friday afternoon, January 11, the dad of my best friend from high school was diagnosed with lung cancer. The doctor said he was in stage 4 of a very aggressive and invasive type of cancer and he only had 6 to 8 weeks left to live. Also, that he should not be in much pain but have shortness of breath.
DH and I visit him at the hospital on Sunday night. Mr. Jack is still being his jolly self. I sit beside his bed and tell him I may get emotional but I have to tell him something. You see, this man saved my life when I was a young teenager and I had never thanked him and had not thanked him since I became of age for allowing me to go on family vacations, being treated as one of his other children.
He saved my life! The family had gone to the beach on vacation and I as usual was invited to go. The daughter and I had been playing in the ocean and I started drifting out to sea. I was lucky enough to drift toward the pier and grabbed hold of a piling, but was so far out, I had to lift myself by using the piling when the waves would come in. I CANNOT SWIM. Mr. Jack swam out and rescued me. Did he put his life in danger to do so, I do not remember and he did not even remember the incident. His daughter remembered.
Mr. Jack died Friday the 18th. I had hoped to visit him at home, but that did not happen. I was very shocked when I found out that he had died so soon. Not only is his daughter my friend, but I considered Mr. Jack to also be a very dear friend.
Even tho I have visited the family at home, went to family visitation at the funeral home and attended the funeral and burial, it still does not seem quite real but I know that it is.
On my own time and with much aggravation because of my lack of knowledge about the programs on a computer, I finally made a draft of what should and should not be done in the layaway department. The HR manager was off the day I took it in and the store manager only had time to glance at it because of other irons in the fire. I made a list of 16 items that need to be done to have a proficient, customer satisfying layaway department. Only if this list is followed will the nightmare of this past Christmas be avoided next Christmas.
Yesterday the HR manager read the list and seemed to be impressed. She kept smiling and would say “right” “you go, girl”. After she finished reading, she said I had done a good job and everyone that worked in layaway needed to read and follow what I had written even if they were not regulars in the department.
I only hope that a meeting is scheduled for anyone involved with the department and that the list is implemented and if not followed then some type of action be taken.
Til Next Time
I have not been there and neither have I done that and probably never will. I am too afraid of water to even think about any of the vacations that are available on the carnival cruises. Yes, I’ll fly and I know that every time I drive my car I am only 3 feet from death. The fear of water is a phobia that I cannot explain and neither can I control it. I have to go across a high rise bridge every time I go to work, I am always afraid that I may get stuck on some part of that bridge for one reason or another.
Have you ever been around someone not wearing a watch and it seems that about every 10-15 minutes they ask what the time is? Can be irritating! If it is someone I know well, I sometimes ask what is the urgency of knowing what time it is. I probably should just say to them, “Have you ever heard of raymond weil watches? Maybe you should consider buying one.”
When I practiced the profession of hair stylist, I attended a few trade shows and was always interested in the different trade show displays. It seemed that each company would try to outshine the other. I know this is how it is in the business world, but the long shot, and for the betterment of all those attending, was great displays of different company merchandise. After the trade show, always came the decision do I try a few products from several companies or bulk my investment with only one or two.
I knew that I worked with those that really were not conscientious about their jobs, but what I am finding in layaway as I try to clean the area is shocking. Because of the way packages were stored, sometimes when a customer cancelled their layaway contract, all packaged items were not returned to the sales floor. I, too, am guilty of not finding all of the packages and this really bothers me, because I feel I did not do my job correctly. I am also finding that even managers and the layaway lead person did not find all of the packages when the return originally occurred. I truly believe tho that for the most part it is because of improper storing.
I have already said that I will quit before I will work in layaway next Christmas if it is not changed to better serve the customer and make it easier on the ones working that department. That means some of those working that department will have to work elsewhere or do as they are instructed. A job that serves the public cannot be done just to be done, it must be done in a way that a well oiled wheel works, proficiently.
I am expecting to receive a wedding invitation soon. This will be just one of many that I have received in my life time. I have also received graduation invitations, baby shower invitations, birthday party invitations, even invitations to anniversary celebrations and family reunion invitations but never have I received first communion invitations. This may be because I do know anyone personally who practices this type of inviting.
Do you remember the commercial from years gone by with fellows riding in a black limo and one says to the other pass the grey poupon or maybe they are riding in limos side by side? My deceased brother could at the time imitate this fellow to perfection and I now never hear the words ‘grey poupon’ that I do not think about my brother.
Now to the real issue–the mustard. I received 2 different jars of Grey Poupon and was asked to give an honest opinion of them after a taste test. Not a hard task to do. The ‘hearty spicy brown’ mustard was delicious. I ate it with a sausage sandwich. It was really good and added even more taste to the sausage. I know it will be even better on a roast beef or roast pork sandwich or even a deli ham sandwich. I found that this mustard just seemed to add to the natural flavors and I think it would go well with any meat sandwich.
The ‘harvest coarse ground’ mustard was too spicy and strong for me. I did not care for it with the sausage. (I need to grocery shop.) I may find that I like it if I were to try it with a different meat and I will do so in the near future. I really think that it will still be too spicy, but do want to try it again.
The ‘hearty spicy brown’ is a definite buy and will go in my shopping buggy when I need to purchase mustard again.