Hello, World!

Hey. Wow, cool, you’re reading this. That’s pretty awesome. I’m guessing I told you about it, or you heard about it from someone I know, somehow. Anyway, I’m making this blog to record the adventures of the dollar store I work at, also known as Dollar Alley. It can get pretty crazy. But don’t take my word for it.

 Like just the other Saturday. There was a little boy running around the store, just being a crazy kid. He runs right up to the counter and looks at me. He suddenly runs into our Health and Beauty aisle. A little suspicious, I peek around the corner at him. I suddenly realize he was igniting a lighter right next to all our cards. Images of the store burning down flash through my mind as I run screaming, “Whoa, kid!! Hold on!” Like a deer realizing it’s been followed, the kid throws the lighter towards the paper products and runs out the door, his mother following. I am glad to say that nothing caught fire, or else that would be the end of my blog right here.

 Or how about Monday. I’m ringing a lady with two kids up, who works at Walmart. She’s chatting away while I’m trying to make sure the register doesn’t act up on me. I’m ringing up her last item, when I notice a flash of blue out of the corner of my eye. I look up to see her two kids throwing plastic sharks at each other, from opposite ends of the store. The mom realizes what’s going on and reprimands the kids. I found several sharks around the store after they left.

 The Stocking Story of the Day
       What? I’m allowed to have one. It’s my blog. Anyway, so while I’m stocking items, I reach up to grab a box on top of a higher shelf. I have the sudden instinct to close my eyes. I feel something hit my face, and some plop! plop! around me. I open my eyes to see that a pack of rubberbands has attacked me, along with its evil minions of glue guns (which thankfully missed me on the way down).

 Alrighty, a strange story. I typically ask people if they’re looking for anything in particular. It helps me learn my way around the store, and helps them find whatever they’re looking for. Well, I got the craziest answer on Monday. “Do you have any large plastic skeletons? I’m going to make a corpse. I found the directions online, and I’m so excited!” Right.

Sweet Story of the Day
    I ended up talking to an older guy. He was 85 years old. He had been in the service, and been married since 1944. Three weeks ago, his wife had a stroke that left her paralyzed on the right side. She’s in a nursing home now, but he goes every day from 8am-3pm to visit with her and talk with her.

Finally, to finish Monday off, I had a visit from the bakery assistant next door at the grocery store. A few nights before, he had come into the dollar store because he couldn’t get ahold of his mom to ask for a ride home. (Turns out his little sister accidentally unplugged the phone line) I sat with him for awhile and we talked, and we’ve been friends ever since. Well, kinda…

Alrighty, two more stories. Come on. Didn’t at least one of them make you smile?

 On Tuesday, I got a visit from “the random Giant guy”. When I was first hired, I was warned about Jon*, that he didn’t work for us, but he would ring people up, stock, and do everything that I was hired to do. And sure enough, he would just show up. Anyway, I had a visit from him which was very short.
    He walked in the door, and I said, “Hello Jon.” 
    He replies, “Hello, Alyx.”
    “Did you come from work?” I ask, trying to make conversation.
    “No, but I have homework to do.”
     And with that he leaves. (I told you he was random.)

Finally was the crazy person. I don’t know if he was a pathological liar or what. He started our conversation off with telling me about he used to trick or treat in the snow, and proceeded to tell me The Day After Tomorrow was coming true, and we’re all gonna die because we’re north of the line. Isn’t that wonderful?

 So yeah. Whew, long entry today. I hope to update soon. Stay posted!!

*not real name