#31: Beware of suspicious things

So, a couple of days ago, I was sitting on the living room couch, when I noticed that one of my mugs was lying upside down smackdab in the middle of the living room floor. I thought that was extremely odd. I then remembered I had left my mug sitting by the couch a couple of days earlier, but I definitely had not moved it to its current spot.

One of my roommates was in the kitchen right next to me, and I had just let a guy in the apartment who was waiting for my other roommate upstairs. Since it appeared that no one else was going to remove the mug and I was kind of embarrassed about it just sitting there, I decided to at least put it in the sink where it could be washed later.

I picked up the mug. And then eight scary black legs tried to jump at my face.                      

"WOOOOOAHMYGOSHTHERESASPIDER!!!!"

The mug was quickly replaced to its previous position and the creature that had almost attacked me was trapped where it had been before. My roommate began to laugh hysterically.

"Oh...we didn't tell you about that...?"

The other roommate came from upstairs, and the previous informed her that I had just tried to pick up the spider mug. My roommate's date then walked over, carefully picked up the mug, and took it outside where he flung the spider out to a more appropriate roaming ground. I was so embarrassed. Especially because I have removed far worse and bigger vermin without a problem, but because this one was so unexpected, some guy I hardly knew had to take care of it for me. 

Thank you roommates, for just leaving it there. *grumble*.

#30: Old Spice is not for females

So, back in the day when I cashiered at the Creamery, it was emphasized that we stay busy. So if no customers were around, we were to stock milk, and if that was done, then we required to pull items to the front of their shelves if they were too far back to be seen by customers in order to make the store look nicer.

I found myself at this very task one day, in the aisle where we kept bathroom items, paper goods, cleaning supplies and all of that good stuff. I was pulling some men's cologne to the front of the shelf, when I accidentally bumped a little glass bottle of blue manly spray off the shelf, where it crashed to the floor, shattering into millions of shards and splashing blue scented liquid all over. All over me to be specific. I embarrassedly and quickly cleaned up the mess I had created.

When I came back to my register, I told my co-worker Rachel what happened. She commented, "I wondered what that smell was..." I then realized that I smelled rather strongly of cologne. And I still had another couple of hours to go before my shift ended.

And so, I smelled like a man.

However, I am grateful that I smelled like a nice-smelling man, rather than a stinky man. Gratefully, if any of the customers noticed (which I'm sure they did--you can't miss the scent of a 1/4 bottle of cologne) no one made any kind of comment (at least to my face). Nonetheless, despite trying to wash off what I could, I carried my new aroma with me for the entirety of my shift.

So ladies, look at your man....now look at this blog...back to you man...now back to the blog...I am the woman your man could smell like.