...til Sunday night. It's inventory weekend at ye olde LifeWay store. Which means hours upon hours upon hours of counting and checking and counting again. We hope to finish up by Sunday evening around six. Honestly, for some strange reason, I love inventory. It satisfies some neat and orderly part of my soul. However, can I tell you a secret?
By the time we finish this weekend, I will truly be sick of my name. Because it will have been called about 4 thousand times in the next 60 hours. It sounds something like this: Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen Karen. (I know that I work with some of you who read my blog. Please understand that I love you dearly and in no way does this mean that I don't want to talk to you or hear you call my name. It's just that when 24 of us use my name over and over and over again, the cacophony makes me want to change it to something melodious like Cinderella. Or pretend that I am Cinderella and I live at Disney World where they don't do inventory. And if they do inventory, please don't burst my bubble.) So, my lunch is over and it's time to head back to counting.
4 comments:
Oh, I remember those "Inventory Days" when I worked at the Christian Bookstore. It wasn't so bad (especially the part where I got extra hours, and the pay was great! LOL!) but the worst part of it was having to count all those little tiny erasers and pencils and stickers!! LOL!! :)
I'm praying for you through this weekend as you remember to number your days. I seriously know you will be sick of it and need extra patience. So...prayers coming your way. Love, Annette
I know you dearly love me and I am glad we work together. I will really try to not say your name 4 thousand times. I am an old pro at this after all-Inventory #5!
Hope it goes well.....Karen! =)
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