Useless and frivolous. Have some cookies.

Last night I had so much fun. Though it was estrogen over-load at times. There were a million women (a few husbands and very gay men as well) wandering around trying on different things, having sales people flatter them and chat them up convincing them that this scent or lotion will change their life. The Fragrance festival I attended last night was rather amusing. Nordstrom's does this once a year. You can get many products at a good deal, new perfumes are debuting and they hand out a lot of free stuff. Who doesn't like free stuff? There were cocktails (very girly pink ones of course) and fairly unexciting appetizers and just cheap amusements in the form of people watching and door prizes. Every half an hour a very flirty man would be calling out numbers and women were winning pearls, earrings, sunglasses, belts, perfume, certificates for massages, and pedicures and other extremely girly things. When a woman would win she would often be screaming and running quickly in her heels to claim her little prize. It made me think of the Price is Right sometimes.
There were many interesting characters to observe. There were the women who carried teeny tiny dogs like they were accessories and often the little dogs were being passed around like babies.
There were the overly made-up women who were manning Versace tables. They looked a bit like drag queens or very dour clowns. The Estee Lauder girls looked to be no more then sixteen and didn't seem entirely comfortable with public speaking. They were sort of stilted when speaking like they weren't sure if they were speaking the English language or not.
There was Geir Ness. The Norwegian with a perfume specifically for his country (and apparently the perfume of the Grammy's. I did not know the Grammy's had an official perfume) he was truly something. He had his pretty accent and he wore black. All black and it was beautifully fitted to his body and he made me think of some joke that would be on SNL. Nothing extreme like Deiter but just a little bit Euro-trashy and a little bit foppish and "he lovdes de fashion."

This is Geir and this is Leila. I rather liked the perfume and body lotion. He was giving women hand massages and telling them how his Mother would take him up into the mountains as a child and showed him the wild flowers and how it meant a lot to him and he wanted to capture that essence. He also named the perfume after her. What a regular Van Cliburn Mama's boy. Somehow I think this would suit my sister. It isn't too frou-frou. It has a nice clean scent and maybe it won't smell odd on her. Most perfume's that Miss Kitty tries on doesn't quite mesh with her.

My friend was almost taken in by the Britany Spears perfume and I think it was because they were giving a purse away as a gift with purchase. The perfume was kind of bland.
I wept and worshiped over the Joy perfume table. Oh how I heart the scent of Joy. I may have had a cocktail or two. Then I was taken in by a couple of women. Oh they got me. *hides her shame*
I am normally not a huge fan of food-scented things. Ain't my bag. I prefer to fairly classic things like Chanel, Joy, My Sin, Chloe, heck even Ambush has something nice and heady about it.
But this stuff smelled so delightful. Pink Sugar. The perfume was fairly nice. It smelled like cotton candy. It made me very hungry (though that may have had to do with the fact that the appetizers were rather tiny and not too exciting in flavor) and it just brought a smile to my face. The lady then busted out with a jar of the Pink Sugar body mousse. She gave me a hand massage and it just smelled even more enticing. I told her I had to think about it. I tried many other things but I kept smelling my hand and I was hooked. Yes, I bought the body mousse. One lady said, "I know this lady and she says it is better then hormone replacement therapy."
People are a kick.
So now I smell like I rub cotton candy on my hands. I wore it today and heckfire they are right it keeps hands moisturized all day long and they smell delightful all day long.
They also gave me a bunch o free gifts and I came home with many samples of Chanel perfume and other girly things. I need to be around some testosterone now.

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Work.
Um, folks don't be such jerk-ass customers or you won't make it to Christmas.
Same goes for co-workers and the occasional manager. Today I was giving a lady directions to the bathroom. I pointed out and gave very good directions. She obviously made it there because the Cookbook section didn't smell too much like someone peed.
As she left my damn manager comes up and says (in a voice that makes me think of someone asking, "and what do we say to people who give us presents"), "And why were you pointing?" (I should explain we aren't supposed to point out directions to people looking for books, because people are dumb, and we are supposed to offer good customer service) and I looked at him. He was being kind of a prick. I said, "she wanted to know where the bathroom was. I don't take people to the bathroom....mmmkay?" He backed down a bit. A few people witnessed it and heard about it and thought it was kind of funny. I think that will be my motto at work. "I don't take people to the bathroom."

Oh...and then. *Is really going to town now* I was helping a customer. I was on the phone to another store securing a title he wanted. I was looking directly at him, sort of gesturing that they had the book. He was looking right at me and said, "great." Then the current, busy-body at work who I shall call, *thinks for a moment* Nosey Mcbitchface. Comes up and says in her constant condescending tone, "Sir...can I help you?" I gently point out to her, "I am helping him. Do you think I would just ignore him?" She got a bit defensive and said, "Well Gennie, it happens!" It was like she was saying, "Did you know...in some countries, there are children who don't have enough to eat?" Oh Sally Struthers calm the feck down. I turned back to the guy and gave him a "Can you believe this?" look and he laughed.

Hrm, yes, I think I will call this person Sally Struthers. This was the same girl who insulted a whole table of people in one swift movement.

Yeah enough of my boring life I need to make salmon and fold socks.