So many only vaguely related things...
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I’ve always wanted our store to have a marching band. What a great way it would be to start the day! The band could start in the back parking lot, form a procession down the loading dock alley and come around the front of the store. I’m partial to them playing the Internationale, but we could make up a co-op anthem. The band leader, rotated every day of course, would carry a key over his/her head instead of a baton. Make a big theatrical performance of unlocking the store for the day and letting in the queuing customers. Then the band would march through the wide aisles past the bulk food, the produce, and the cheese into the worker-only area. All the workers setting up for the day would immediately know we were opening when they would hear the band coming down the aisles.
It would beat the hell out of the "We’re open!" page.
And at the end of the day the procession would be reversed, shooing the customers up to the registers where the band would play until the last person was checked out. A perfect way to end the day.
The end of the day on Saturday was odd until I figured out what was going on. As often happens when an event goes on in the city, it has an effect on the store. Sometimes it’s hard to figure out what the event is, we’ll all just notice something odd. Sometimes it’s pretty obvious, like the rush we can get after Saturday Giants games when everyone is wearing baseball hats. Other times it’s more obscure. For example, "Did you guys notice a lot of our customers were dressed like clowns today?" "Why does everyone have their faces painted with peace signs?" "Is it just me, or is everyone dressed slutty today?"
I had forgotten that Saturday was The SF Fetish Ball so I didn’t get it at first when suddenly all the customers started looking, depending on one’s orientation, either way hott or way slutty. It was
dairryiere’s first day back at work and we bonded at gawking over the same big, mean-looking, punk femme. It’s so nice to have her back.
Right before the BMLPF, there was a couple at the counter wearing PVC, leather and not much else. They were just this side of hanging all over each other. One woman was obviously the cheese top, pointing out the Brillat Savarin, leaning in close and saying, "This is the kind of cheese you eat in bed with crackers, after sex." Since I’m a bigger cheese top, I offered that eating it with apples or pears wouldn’t get crumbs in the bed. I think this challenged her cheese dominance as she whisked her friend away quickly. With the cheese, of course.
Instead of the fetish ball, we rushed over to the Make Out Room to catch
susanstinson read at Writers with Drinks. Unfortunately we arrived just in time to see her leave the stage. Oh well, Thursday at A Different Light I’ll have another chance. I heard she was really good.
Too many LJers were there to name drop them all. But hello everyone.
It would beat the hell out of the "We’re open!" page.
And at the end of the day the procession would be reversed, shooing the customers up to the registers where the band would play until the last person was checked out. A perfect way to end the day.
The end of the day on Saturday was odd until I figured out what was going on. As often happens when an event goes on in the city, it has an effect on the store. Sometimes it’s hard to figure out what the event is, we’ll all just notice something odd. Sometimes it’s pretty obvious, like the rush we can get after Saturday Giants games when everyone is wearing baseball hats. Other times it’s more obscure. For example, "Did you guys notice a lot of our customers were dressed like clowns today?" "Why does everyone have their faces painted with peace signs?" "Is it just me, or is everyone dressed slutty today?"
I had forgotten that Saturday was The SF Fetish Ball so I didn’t get it at first when suddenly all the customers started looking, depending on one’s orientation, either way hott or way slutty. It was
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Right before the BMLPF, there was a couple at the counter wearing PVC, leather and not much else. They were just this side of hanging all over each other. One woman was obviously the cheese top, pointing out the Brillat Savarin, leaning in close and saying, "This is the kind of cheese you eat in bed with crackers, after sex." Since I’m a bigger cheese top, I offered that eating it with apples or pears wouldn’t get crumbs in the bed. I think this challenged her cheese dominance as she whisked her friend away quickly. With the cheese, of course.
Instead of the fetish ball, we rushed over to the Make Out Room to catch
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Too many LJers were there to name drop them all. But hello everyone.
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Date: 2005-03-14 06:58 pm (UTC)She was really good.
I am glad to learn that I was not hallucinating when
I thought I saw you there. Sorry I didn't have a chance
to say hi.
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Date: 2005-03-14 08:21 pm (UTC)shooing out
Date: 2005-03-14 07:27 pm (UTC)The guards at the Louvre have an amazing end-of-the-day routine that involves them forming groups that gradually shoo the visitors out of one gallery after another, the groups of guards coalescing along the way, until all the guards in a phalanx sweep the last visitors out the front door which is then locked.
Re: shooing out
Date: 2005-03-14 07:29 pm (UTC)Re: shooing out
Date: 2005-03-14 07:41 pm (UTC)And what about April 10th for dinner, eh?
Re: shooing out
Date: 2005-03-14 07:43 pm (UTC)...as recorded by Kate Smith, of course.
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Date: 2005-03-14 07:29 pm (UTC)It is something Bunuel or Fellini would do.
Bravo. Make it happen!
LJ whores unite!
Date: 2005-03-14 07:29 pm (UTC)Re: LJ whores unite!
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Date: 2005-03-14 07:34 pm (UTC)hey!
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Date: 2005-03-15 01:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-14 08:13 pm (UTC)Close with Mr. Belvedere (Very co-op lyrics: "But sometimes things get turned around/And no one’s spared/All hands look out below/here’s a change in the status quo/Gonna need all the help that we can get/According to our new arrival/Life is more than mere survival/We just might live the good life yet.)
Or maybe My Two Dads.. okay, maybe too obvious. ;)
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Date: 2005-03-14 08:55 pm (UTC)I wholeheartedly endorse beginning the day with a song whose lyrics begin with, "We're gonna DO IT." Because I'm twelve years old.
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Date: 2005-03-15 04:50 am (UTC)Every time my mom puts it on to entertain my children I find an excuse to leave the house.
Being not yet fully acclimated to San Francisco...
Date: 2005-03-14 08:43 pm (UTC)Re: Being not yet fully acclimated to San Francisco...
Date: 2005-03-15 01:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-14 09:53 pm (UTC)I have kicked someone out of bed for eating crackers (goldfish at Burningman, specifically).
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Date: 2005-03-15 02:01 am (UTC)Also, I miss marching band uniforms. I suspect this should be shameful, so, umm, don't tell.
Fucking epaulets, man. *swoon*
P.S.
Date: 2005-03-15 02:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-15 02:42 am (UTC)But as for the cheese top.... maybe getting crumbs in the bed was the point.
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Date: 2005-03-15 02:43 am (UTC)Naw! "Liberty Bell" by Sousa
Date: 2005-03-15 02:46 am (UTC)Re: Naw! "Liberty Bell" by Sousa
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Date: 2005-03-15 04:16 am (UTC)She should have bitch slapped you with that cheese. Shame on you for whipping it out all over her sweet little cheese scene.
You're right about the pears of course, but still.
BMLPF
Date: 2005-03-15 05:01 am (UTC)You forgot to mention the 2 or 3 cable car bus things full of drunk St. Patty's celebrators that we both wisely decided to ignore as we got in the car as fast as possible. It was kinda like trying to get in a car before the wild bear at the camp ground notices you, move quick and don't look it in the eye.
I'm very happy to be back too, I just need to figure out how I can work my schedule to include shifts.
Re: BMLPF
Date: 2005-03-16 06:33 am (UTC)Re: BMLPF
Date: 2005-03-17 02:38 am (UTC)Cute co-shopper with you.
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Date: 2005-03-15 08:01 pm (UTC)hey, i was planning to leave class 1/2 hour early to attend her thursday night reading, so maybe i'll see you there. (i'll be the ordinary looking girl with the funky, red, partial mohawk. not that this pic does justice to the color, but at least you'll know what i look like....) if i'm feeling social, and not shy and awkward, i'll say hi and introduce myself.
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Date: 2005-03-16 01:03 am (UTC)I'll be there a little late since I don't get off work until 7. But yes, please say hi.
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Date: 2005-03-16 01:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-16 02:06 am (UTC)and don't be making fun of my "fauxhawk" -- for a suburbanite mother of 3, don't you know i'm totally edgy (and, even better, an embarrassment to all my kids)?!
Einzug der Gladiatoren
Date: 2005-03-16 12:40 am (UTC)It is the new Earth anthem.
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Date: 2005-03-16 06:11 pm (UTC)At least the cheese top didn't lean into her bottom and murmur "tell me what you eat, and I'll tell you who you are."