I made up a story, like I have many a time, and it's caused a bit of a ripple in the water of things.
This journal is viewed by many people and is a great place for me to write different stories. If I choose to pick my life as the backdrop for my stories who'll be the wiser?
So I'll say this, not all my journal entries are fact, some are, some aren't and some are a mix of fact and fiction. So what is what? Which is which? That's the joy of this, and something I enjoy, storytelling at it's best.
The power of a story is huge, and the best stories blend what we know with what we don't. Everyone knows that what I've written is possible, but is it plausible?
These things are for me to know, and everyone else to wonder.
This journal is viewed by many people and is a great place for me to write different stories. If I choose to pick my life as the backdrop for my stories who'll be the wiser?
So I'll say this, not all my journal entries are fact, some are, some aren't and some are a mix of fact and fiction. So what is what? Which is which? That's the joy of this, and something I enjoy, storytelling at it's best.
The power of a story is huge, and the best stories blend what we know with what we don't. Everyone knows that what I've written is possible, but is it plausible?
These things are for me to know, and everyone else to wonder.
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~Trilo~
WEDNESDAY MARCH 29 2006 4:39 AM
Holy lady luck and all that is good and lucky!
Got your attention? Cool. Time to Tarantino this entry.
Went to work today. Didn't expect it to be anything wonderful. Normal routine is to ask where one is needed, either on a reg or out on the 'floor' restocking stuff.
I clocked in at 5pm and was told to work the floor till 6:30pm then come back. So 6:12 rolls around and I'm getting bored stocking the frozen foods so I went up to see if I could get on a register.
Now when you get a new register it's supposed to have $192.50 in it in cash and change. $50 in tens, $100 in fives, $25 in ones, and $17.50 in various change.
You then go on to count all this to make sure it's right. No one bothers counting the coins because you can pretty much tell at a glance if it's right or not, more or less.
Well in my drawer tonight I had $50 in tens, ok, good. I then counted my fives, yep $100, all's well there. Now times to count the 20's... wait... wtf... These are supposed to be ones, but... Holy lady luck and all that is good and lucky! I have 25 twenty dollar bills where my ones are suppused to be!!! For one second I thought; 'oh gosh, what doofus did this? Better get my ones. Wait... wait just one second. These are supposed to be ones and as far as anyone and everyone knows these ARE ones. This, is just about the best day I've ever had.'
I went on then to run my reg as normal for a few min. Then put two of those 20's into my drawer, took out a fiver and one of the 20's. Called over the manager on duty, asked for 25 more ones stating "some lady wanted all my ones, hahahaha." Got my ones, took out $15. And called it a day, my drawer was balenced and I was $475 richer.
My day has been fucking awesome, and tomorrow being one of my days off it just keeps getting better. Hurray for human error!!!!!
Completely and totally hilarious.
~Trilo~