Today's work conversation:
Lady With Very Random Fashion Sense: Excuse me, can I ask you something?
Me: Sure.
Lady With Very Random Fashion Sense: Do you have anything that smells like a duck?
Me: Excuse me?
Lady With Very Random Fashion Sense: I SAID, do you have anything that smells like a duck?
Me: *silence*
Lady With Very Random Fashion Sense: Because I need to find something that smells like a duck.
Me: Live or cooked?
Lady With Very Random Fashion Sense: LIVE! Of course, LIVE! Do I look crazy?
Me: *wisely skipping the rhetorical question portion of our program* Uh... what does a duck smell like?
Lady With Very Random Fashion Sense: You don't know what a duck smells like?
Me: No, not really.
Lady With Very Random Fashion Sense: *very huffy* Well, if you were a duck, you'd know, all right!
Me: Quite true. Sorry.
Update to this: I got the other job, which is still with BigStore in the MegaMall, but in a department where my contact with people like Lady With Very Random Fashion Sense is going to be very limited. This is bad news for Bonzo...er, blogging, but good news for what was sure to be possible weapons charges in my future. The learning curve is goddamn near vertical a bit steep but I feel if I put my best foot forward and my nose to the grindstone I will no longer be able to smell the Lady With Very Random Fashion Sense. Or the ducks.
Well now it all depends. Is the duck alive or is it cooked? Basted or curried? Surely these all would be different smells.
Regardless, it sure sounds like you cooked her goose by not knowing the answer.:)
Posted by: Janet at January 25, 2005 03:42 PMevery duck I ever smelled , smelled like an orange
Then again, i only smelled them at restaurants
Posted by: Mike at January 25, 2005 03:53 PMYou're kidding, right? But then again, I deal with the public as well so, I should be used to this.
Posted by: ec at January 25, 2005 04:12 PMof course the next time someone shouts "DUCK!" you'll sniff deeply and get hit in the head by a frisbee
Posted by: Rob at January 25, 2005 05:17 PMWell, allow me to be the selfish one here. F*ck the duck. I read the "This is bad news for Bonzo...er, blogging" line and nearly choked on my drink. I hope you don't quit blogging altogether, LeeAnn. We'd all miss you way too much. I know that I would. Please, please keep on blogging.
As for the learning curve, you'll be fine. You're smart as hell and will soon be looking down your nose at them duck-smellin' folk. Why, I bet that before long you'll be able to delegate your duck-smellin'!
Posted by: zonker at January 25, 2005 07:38 PMThe weapons charge would make a deeper dent in the blogging than the diminished contact with clueless people, so I think we're better off with you in your new job. :)
Posted by: Julia at January 25, 2005 08:23 PMThis is what I get for being stuck in travel hell yesterday and the lovely snowstorm the day before that (of course the snowstorm was lovely, I was snowed in with beloved husband *grin*). But I only heard about the new job today... woo hoo!!! Although I'll be kinda sad to see all those wonderful customer service posts become a thing of the past... Well, maybe co-worker posts? I smell more and better cheese on the way (and it smells nothing like duck!)
Posted by: Teresa at January 25, 2005 09:20 PMI could have helped you, next time call me. As a hunter I can tell you that a duck smaells like the bad side of a pond - so next time point her to the restroom.
Posted by: Lee at January 26, 2005 04:44 AMCongrats on the new job!! Yeah Cheesemistress!!! I have no doubt with the delightful way your mind works, and that huge tinfoil hat you seem to wear that there will be no shortage of blogger fodder in the future. ;)
Posted by: Tammi at January 26, 2005 08:35 AMNext time give her somthing that smells like a pond.
Posted by: Jeremy at January 26, 2005 08:59 AMconga rats!
Posted by: Da Goddess at January 26, 2005 09:08 AM