Today’s Work Chronicles…
I don’t travel as much as I used to for work so my health fair skills are rusty because it’s rare we have local events. I love and want to keep my job, so I will not disclose my location nor the “interesting” things discussed at my table.
I will discuss other vendors who caused me to feel like Pic 2.
The morning started with a little white lady vendor who communicated with every other vendor in the room except me and a man who are both…you guessed it, black. I should have known she was a little different when she answered her phone and allowed us to hear her ENTIRE conversation because her volume was set on “outside.”
Her: I did a lot of shopping…Talbots, Chicos, Ann Taylor and some place called NY and Company, but there was nothing but trashy stuff in there.
Video 1: Represents what I had to hear 4 out of the 5 hours. A vendor using a remote control car, driven with goggles that has the vision of someone driving with 1.5% blood alcohol level.
Pic 1: I think she sprayed, rubbed on and poured every aromatherapy oil the earth ever made.
Just got off the phone with my dad who was in front of a life insurance agent and said, “I want to make you the head of the policy in case I kill over.”
Refer back to Pic 2…Happy Friday!
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