Saturday, August 15, 2009

Robot Champion

So I have sort of moved myself over to the media section because I like it there a bit more. I don't have to force overpriced hdmi cables on to people, and if somebody tells me they are just looking, they are probably telling the truth.

I mostly find movies and music for people, and answer questions and such. Sometimes I have to sell mp3 players, which technically isn't my department, but I do it anyway because why not?

My favorite part of working in retail is the people. I've said before, for every butthead that hassles you there is a genuinely awesome customer on the next isle to make up for it.

Well this lady comes in and she's looking for that Jack Black/Micheal Cera movie that hasn't come out yet. I tell her we don't have it, and she's upset and I go on to help other people. Well I see her again in the horror aisle a small time later and ask her if she's still doing okay.

"I'm looking for something either really funny or really gruesome."

I'm like whoa, you asked the right guy.

She wants one of the Hellraiser sequels, but she owns all the ones we have. I show her this box set we have which is actually in the shape of the box from the movies. She loves it and totally freaks out. I am also freaking out because this lady is awesome.

Keep in mind this lady is older, so there's nothing romantic there. Just the funny feeling you get when you meet somebody that has the same weird taste in things that you do. She was as normal looking as they get, too.

I suggest to her some fucked up japanese horror movies I like, and she says she doesn't like subtitles with her gore. But then she explains that it's nothing against japanese, because she has a collection of s&m anime movies. Yes.

She comes back the next day and buys A Clockwork Orange and a season of Dexter. What an amazing person.

Yeah, so.

I'm not socially retarded by any means. I know how to groom myself, and I dress okay, and I talk okay but I'm still an introvert and people still exhaust me. With the exception of a few people, like Sophia maybe, I just don't want to get close. In fact, a lot of the people I know have never seen me outside of a suit or vest (or possibly work uniform). Nick is probably the only person that's ever seen my in an undershirt, chilling out. Most of all being comfortable.

I like being around people. I really do. But I'm rarely comfortable. I can get together and talk to a bunch of guys but after a while I just want to leave. But I don't want people to think I'm a flake so I stay. I'm not like Daniel Plainview or something. I don't just see bad in people. I think I just see a lot of bad in myself, and if anyone were to discover that, they'd know why I don't talk about it.

Boom. 500 words.

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