'Bout Me

An awesome opossum blogger - X-ray Set Up and Beyond - tagged me for a meme!
I feel so loved!
Here are the rules:

1. Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

My 7 Weird and Random Facts:

1-I'm an only child, but I have 2 imaginary older brothers-Tea and Jack.
People that I knew when I was younger still come up to me and ask about Tea and Jack.
Jack lives in New York City and Tea is happily married to a Brazilian woman and they have two kids.

2- I'm double jointed.

3- I love men in kilts. Knees are too sexy!

4- When I was 4 I started collecting dead animals and dissecting them. My mom finally bought me a box of white latex gloves, so I wouldn't contract some horrible disease, like hantavirus. Thanks Mom!

5- I'm very, very white. My nickname in school was ghost. As far as nicknames go, I didn't think that was too bad. My family heritage is Scottish/English via New Zealand. So what the fogs of Britain didn't bleach out of my genetic code, the hot sun of New Zealand scorched out.

6-I'm bilingual. Spanish/English. All of my friends speak Spanish. The only people I know who don't speak Spanish are my co-workers.

7- I bought a house when I was 21 and my neighbors hate me. I moved in and they came over to 'check me out'. I introduced myself to the first neighbor and she said(I swear), "Are you married?" "No." "Do you have any kids?" "No." "Well, this neighborhood is for families and older people." And she walked away. The second neighbor came over and we chatted a little bit and then she said, "Do you work?" "Yes." "Oh, I just wondered, because you never seem to go anywhere." Weirdos.

OK! So now you now my deep, dark, hidden freaky soul. (maybe not that hidden)

Who to tag...who to tag? Hmmm.

I'll just pick my favorite blogs to read.

I'll pick The Oracle , Trauma Queen, and Life In the ER.

The End.

Secret Shopper

I played at being the CIA yesterday.
Well, I did a secret shopper shop at Kmart and it makes me feel like an undercover agent.
The pay is fairly good for the 20 mins. it takes to scope out the store. Then I have to fill out some paperwork (paperless paperwork?) on-line. I also have to purchase one item (under $1) and the store reimburses me. Have you ever tried to find something in a store that costs LESS than one dollar?
It's almost impossible! With tax everything is just slightly above a dollar. So, I end up eating the tax. Oh, well. I usually buy a York Peppermint Patty (69 cents + tax =76 cents) or a box of Jr. Mints (1.00 +tax = $1.07). Yum!
I would like to always buy the cheaper (and just as tasty) Patty all the time, but they might catch on and it would bust my cover as a 'casual' shopper.
Collecting the employees names is the hardest part of the shop.
Have you ever tried to get an employee in a retail store to answer your questions, look you in the eye and stop flirting with their fellow employees?
Impossible!
And I have to do it SIX times!
It's almost like going hunting. They run down one aisle, double back behind sporting goods and I corner them in detergents.
Aha! Got 'ya! Now two seconds to casually get a look at your name badge.
Shoot! They ran away! Now I have to track them down again. And remember to act like a 'regular' customer.