Gotta, Gotta, Gotta

Gotta, Gotta, Gotta
There seems to never be enough time in the day to do everything that needs to be done. My appearances at Wal-mart have started to be longer periods. I had grown used to the short hours. When I come home there are too few hours to get things done before bed time. I guess this is the reason I made sure that I was unavailable for at least three days a week. The problem is every 5 weeks my classes change. With each new instructor I have to deal with issues of due dates. I don’t care how carefully you plan or prepare I end up freaking out because I don’t have enough time for an assignment.
I enjoy having the 4.0 GPA but there are times I just feel like throwing my hands up and quitting. We all know I won’t because of the simple fact that I am driven. I will just have to give up something somewhere to give me the extra time to get it all done.
I say stop wasting my days at Wal-mart!

Time to Re-Evaluate

Sometimes we have to step back and evaluate where we have come from and where we are going. I guess it depends on how you look at the circumstances of life. Some believe that we are destined to do and be who we are. Some feel that we make our own destiny.
I guess I had felt that we do as we are destined to do. Then I read “The Secret” and began to just live. I learned you must ASK for what you want in your life. Then you must BELIEVE that it is already yours. Then you must be open to RECIEVE. By doing this I have traveled a long way and in the past two years experienced things I would not have experienced if I would have just sat there and waited for life to find me.
Some days I feel that I have fallen back into that old way of thinking. I go to Wally world and do my thing. I come home, do my school work, then go to bed. I feel like I am not living my life anymore. I am so busy trying to promote “Out of the Texas Mist” and “Dead Xs in Texas” that I haven’t even done anything on “The Missing Texas Star”. My college work and my time at Wally world have completely taken over my time.
The 2 year anniversary of my flight from everyone and everything I knew will be on Mother’s Day. I guess I need to start branching out. I will have my first degree in November. I will be leaving Wal-Mart soon and be on to much better and exciting things. I have asked… I truly believe… now I am ready to receive.
Look out world…here comes Cindy Lou!

TGIMF Thank God It's My Friday

The one thing you learn when you work in retail is there are very few times you get the weekend off. Since I am furthering my education I am limited to Thursday to Sunday. Since today is Sunday it is my Friday. I know that can seem confusing. As the associates chat in the lounge you can hear someone saying today is my Friday. That can be any day of the week. Sometimes you have your off days split then you end up with two Mondays. Confused? I guess you have to experience it to get it.
I was just so glad when 4pm hit today because now I have 3 days to work on my assignments, play with my girls, spend time with da sarge and go fishing. I also have to work on a pesky problem with a certain Tom that doesn't seem to understand that it takes necessary paperwork to complete a transaction. Needless to say those days fly by before I can bat an eye. The one thing positive I can say is there is no need for appearances at Wal-Mart for 3 days

Happy Earth Day

Happy Earth Day
I was just a babe in the 60’s and just missed the whole hippie movement. I am an old hippie at heart though. I remember loving to recycle when the facilities were close to home. The inhabitants of my home grew tired of me separating the paper, plastics and glass by color and number. I didn’t care what they thought I was helping the environment. I remember lamenting about those that bagged their lawn waste and placed it out for the garbage pickup. This was filling up our landfills with unnecessary clutter.
Today is earth day and I wonder if the changes we have made since the first earth day have helped. Do enough of us care about our mother earth?
I live in a rural area and there are no recycling places nearby. I feel guilty when I throw away magazines and papers because I know they could be recycled. When I am at wally world I make sure that my plastic water bottles go into the plastic recycling container. At least I recycle at work. I take my printer cartridges to Office Depot for recycling. What else can I do?
Dear Mother Earth I am Sorry for not doing more.

And the Days Do Fly

When I decided to return to school to finish my college education I also decided to limit the time I am available for Wal-Mart. I wanted to escape the bakery and management was only willing to allow me to transfer to a part-time position. They have a goal of having 3/4 percent of their work force as part-time employees. I was transferred to Customer Service and designated a part time associate. I lost my life insurance and paid vacation but gained three days a week to devote to class work.
I admit this helps because I have a 4.0 GPA. The problem is those three days do fly. There is a draw back to being part time and limiting your availability. They tend to frown on the unavailable status. Several weeks went by when I was scheduled 4 hours a week. In the end I owed Wal-Mart for my health insurance. My hours have picked up and they have me scheduled 4 days a week. I miss all the extra days I had off. Today is Wednesday and I am scheduled to appear in the morning. In a way I cringe because I have so much I want to do. Those days do fly.

BUSY BUSY BUSY

I haven't posted in quite awhile. I guess with taking college classes, working and dealing with daily life I have been too busy to reflect. I decided to take a little break from the whirlwind and post today.
I have really enjoyed my American Government class this session. My Professor Samuel Downs is a great guy. He has been in the Military for over 24 years and is now in the Air Force Reserves. I guess his life experiences have enabled him to be the great professor that he is.
Well Dead X's in Texas was released officially on December 5Th. I celebrated by sharing a copy of it with Santa.
I was visiting Cousin Nancy's Blog the other day and was saddened to hear Kinky's dog Gooie had crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Gooie was a great dog. I know Kinky is very sad.
I was able to get some gifts for my family this years which made me feel good. I have not been able to give gifts during the holidays so this was really a boost for my moral.
I have also been able to arrange three book signings for the coming months. I will keep on a plugging until I get at least 3 more. You can check my web page to get a look at my upcoming events.
I have grown tired of the run around that Wal-Mart has given me about getting my books listed in their stores. They tell me it is Anderson Merchandising that is responsible and the representative for Anderson tells me that it is Wal-Marts fault. Well the way I see it they are both losing out.
Candy is growing and starting to learn a little more. Bridget is just as spoiled as ever. I still miss my Mater with every fiber of my being. That little guy took a huge part of me when he crossed the Rainbow Bridge.
I don't know what else to add so I will cut this one short. Happy Holidays to all and I hope you have a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and a Happy New Year.

Had to Laugh

This morning as John was driving me to work he spied a truck off to the side of the Wal-Mart parking lot. There a gentleman and a young girl had two BT's on their leashes. John pulled over then jumped out of the truck to go visit with the Bostons. I found this funny since he told me when we first met that he did not like little dogs.
After visiting with the man and the two fur kids we learned he was retired from Houston and lives near the Caverns. I also learned that he had recently lost two males to Rattlesnakes.
We said our goodbyes and I headed on into work. After punching the time clock I ran into John as I headed up to the bakery to start my day.
"Did you get the BT guys phone number?" he asked in excitement.
"No but he said he lived near the caverns" I responded wondering why I would get his phone number.
"I just thought maybe Mater should play with his own kind since he doesn't know any other BT's"
I couldn't help but smile at this guy and must say he tugged at my heart a little. I often see him just sitting with Mater in his lap hugging him and talking softly. He tells everyone that Bridget is his because he likes Labs but I know deep down in his heart he has a thing for Mater too.
He told me a few days ago that he just didn't like small dogs.
"Is it a macho thing?" I questioned wondering why he had brought the subject up. You know those Marines have big attitudes.
"No, It's just a preference" he replied as he held Mater in his arms while we sat side by side to watch the sunset.
Today he sent me two text. The first one said remember to drink lots of water. (something I have trouble remembering) and the second was I gave the kids bones and they are happy. I think that Mater and Bridget both have became a big part of his life and John yes you do like small dogs you just need to be a little more mach to admit it.

Remember to Remember

Life takes us down different paths some rocky some narrow. I guess I spent most of my life looking out at the world from what seemed to be a dungeon. Those of you know that in the past two years I have made a few drastic changes in my life. Well I guess you can say that I have actually have a life now. After waking up disgusted with the way my life had turned out I started working my way out of the rut I felt I was in. The first thing I did was get my truck running so I could get a job. I wasn't picky I just took the first job I could get which was working in the Kroger Deli. I stayed there while I wrote my first book Out of the Texas Mist. Once that was in the works to get published I ended up moving over two hundred miles from everyone and everything I knew.
There was two people that gave me a roof over my head until I was able to get out on my own. I will always thank Don and Sharon for that. I was able to rent a little trailer from them until I met this guy who seemed to stir up all kinds of emotions in me. I have been gone from my family for more than a year and I do miss them dearly. I know I sit here silently and ponder where I am headed next and there are times I am so tired from work all I want to do is curl up in a ball and cry.
Yesterday John brought up the fact that I am not the same person he met a little more than six months ago. He said that I had become quiet and sullen. He said that he missed the Cindy that he had met and grown so fond of.
I didn't realize that I had fallen back into those deep dark caverns that I had struggled so hard to climb out of. Heck I still have some of the scars from the fight for freedom. I have problems trusting men and I refuse to believe that I am worthy of any ones love other than Mater and Bridget. I lay in bed last night listening to the night sounds and I realized that I had failed to change the channel when negative thoughts took me over. I had allowed others negativity to rub off on me. I had allowed the circus that most people know as Wal-Mart to suck me under into the dark abyss. This morning as I rode silently to work I made an oath to myself. I promised that I would REMEMBER TO REMEMBER. I had came a long way and I was not going to let a few set backs put an end to my journey. I still do not know where exactly I belong but I do know that a great family has taken me in and made me one of theirs. Jim and Lydia are angels in their own right. I have a place to lay my head and food to nourish my body. John has became a great friend and confidant. I could not think of anyone else I would like to go fishing with. Mater and Bridget are happy here on the ranch and we all feel safe. I need to remember to be grateful with each step I take. I need to be appreciative of all that I have. I need to count my blessings and thank those that I see everyday that add to my life. I have great friends and a great family both here and back in Spring. I will not let those little bumps in the road knock me off course. Back to being positive. Thank you John for bringing the back sliding to my attention. Sometimes it takes a little tough love. Now that I know I was coasting I think it is time I take control of my life once again. I will start by calling my publisher tomorrow to see what the hold up is on Dead X's in Texas. They sent out an email stating the books are on sale for a huge discount. I can start by telling everyone I know to go to http://publishamerica.com and type in my name at the search box to order a copy while it is cheap. Heck it is over a $20 savings from the list price. I will get my butt in gear and really push both books. If I am going to ever escape Wally World I have to be persistent and positive.
Tally Ho

And I'm Done for Now

Well last night was the final night for Course One of the Wilton Cake Decorating Class. Now I must decide if I want to sign up for Course Two which will cover flowers. I really want to learn new flowers but I don't know if my schedule at Wal-MArt will interfere. Then there is the little thing with the cost of supplies. I liked my final cake but there was a few flaws but what the hey I am only human.

Cake and Eat it Too

Class 3 cake




practice roses

Ants on my melon cake

Today was a tough day for me. I had a bunch of orders plus more people came in expecting a cake today. I wish customers would be more considerate. We have a lot of orders and it is just so inconsiderate to walk in or call and expect us to make you a cake. I am all about customer service but come on people we are not miracle workers. There are days that we have so many orders we are literally rushing through the day to make sure all are done on time. Then there are days we start behind and never catch up. Today was one of those days. Then at the last minute someone called in and wanted a cake for 7am. Since Wal-Mart has cut our hours and I no longer go in at 7am I had to make the cake giving up my last break which I badly needed. I did manage to make one of my favorite cakes today. I love doing the Ants on My Melon Cake.

Then as I finished filling the case before leaving I realized that after a full day of icing cakes I had a cake class to go to. Well the class was great and my cake turned out pretty great.

I am enjoying taking the class and to make things better I now have a lot of neat tools to make cakes at home.

I Dub thee Petunia

Since I am not able to take long walks yet ( as per Dr. Krause) John and I did a little recon mission in the toy department at Wal-mart. After searching through the bikes hanging high above my head I had sticker shock. Didn't they have a bike that I liked that didn't cost half my pay. I have just a couple prerequisites. First it must be multi speed, then it had to be at least 27 inches, last but not least it had to be purple. I will not buy a bike that is any other color than purple. I was about to give up when we rounded the corner to look at the last isle of bikes. There above my head out of my reach was a purple and white 18 speed bike for less than a hundred bucks. That's the one I whispered to John. Being the Marine he is he muscled the bike down from it's lofty perch. I happily walked beside him as he pushed the bike to the front registers. He had threatened to ride it through the store but decided against it because it was my work place. Once the bike was paid for he rode it out of the store and through the parking lot to the truck. I was all smiles I had a new bike. When we arrived home I rode her around the long drive and the house and workshop. I loved her. Today is my first day of vacation so I plan on going for my first long ride around the area. I am starting my goal to be in good enough shape to trek the Appalachia Trail from Georgia to Maine. I have four years to get in shape for that huge undertaking.

On the Road Again

Well I can honestly say it sucks to be with out a vehicle. I had the day off Saturday Oct 25th and I loaded up Mater and Bridgett so we could head off on an adventure. Our destination was Fredericksburg. Just after we passed 71 my truck Firecracker made a weird sound then I lost compression making it hard to get over thirty five miles an hour. Heading back home I begged Firecracker to get us back safely. Well it just so happens that the electronic ignition system that I had put in Firecrackers distributor had worn out so had the distributor. Arranging a ride to work on Sunday I figured I would get the part on Thursday when I got paid. As I explained what had happened to my truck to Johnny in Produce on Sunday he offered to lend me the money to order the distributor so I could get my truck finished sooner. I was thrown that so many people were offering help in giving me rides. I must say my fellow associates at Wal-Mart are wonderful people. Finally with distributor in hand on Tuesday we attempted to stab it. Problem number three the rod that runs from the distributor into the oil pump had came undone. I was heart broken knowing I would have to drop my oil pan to try to fix the problem and I did not have the tools necessary to do so. Needless to say I was blue for a couple days then when Saturday rolled around and I realized that I had been without a vehicle for a week I spent my day in tears. I called Kinky Friedman to wish him a happy birthday while I was on break which did lift my spirits some but not even Kinky could pull me out of my depression. I did have a half of a smile for about a half hour.
Don went home then told Sharon that I had cried at work most of the day so she grabbed her phone then called my son Justin to tell on me. He called to see what my problem was. When I explained he told me he loved me and that they would come down next weekend to help me out. I was so happy that I would be seeing my boys soon which pulled me right out of my depression.
Sunday was a better day and as I walked around my yard waiting on my ride of the day to pick me up for work I picked up a little acorn, made a wish that my truck would be fixed real soon then placed it in my pocket. I spent most of the day feeling better. Josh called me around lunch asking me what I needed for my truck. I explained that we just needed to get that pin back in place. He reassured me that they would be there late Friday. I had a big smile on my face after I hung up then told all my friends there in the brake room that my boys were coming to my rescue. Later in the day as I was in the personnel office doing a necessary Computer Based Test over Hazardous materials in the work place when the door opened and Lupe from produce walked in and said some one was looking for me. I looked up and there stood Josh, Elizabeth, Justin and Sheena. I was flabbergasted. The foursome had driven four and a half hours just to come help me on the spur of the moment. Tears poured down my face as I rushed to finish my work so I could leave early. Needless to say josh had the pin in place, distributor stabbed and my truck purring within a half hour. The kids took me out to eat at River City Grill before leaving for the four and a half hour drive home. Now that is what you call love. I am so proud of my kids and the great adults they have become. I did learn one thing that weekend I found out that I am a hermit. I will tell you that tomorrow.

On Living Alone

Now that I am finally moved into my own place I truly feel independent. To me this is a big accomplishment. I know that I have been an independent person for a long time and had been sole provider for my family for a few years. I was the person that made sure we had a roof over our heads and food in the kids stomachs but for some reason it did not make me feel complete because Tom was always there telling me I was useless. I cannot tell you how good it feels to look around and realize that you are doing it on your own. It is like the first time you realize that you are riding your bike solo and no one is holding on to the seat to make sure you don't fall. Life is meant to be lived to its fullest and I am going to make sure that I live mine. Mater is a little lonely for the Poms that we lived with but hopefully when we go to the Utopia Animal Rescue Ranch next week I will bring him home a brother or sister to keep him company while I am at work or busy cleaning house. I have a lot of unpacking to do and I wonder where I will put my collectibles and craft stuff but I will figure it out the same way I will figure out what to do about not having appliances. As long as I have the mini refrigerator to keep my milk and yogurt in and a microwave to cook soup in I am okay. Last night I chatted on the phone with my old neighbor and friend Alice Branton. She was happy to hear my voice and told me she had called the 1-800-wal-mart number to request they carry Out of the Texas Mist but ended up getting someones voice mail. She said she left a message and was planning on calling again today. You see it is people like her that keep me chugging through life. The people that love and support you because you are their friend. I have been there for her on a number of occasions and now she is there for me. All she ask is I make her a character in my next book. I laughed and said no problem I will need a sidekick to help me find Kinky. Oops I don't want to give away any story details but Kinky will be missing in the third book. Since Case of the Dead Husband is nearly through I have ended up coming up with the third book Case of the Missing Texas Star Who took my Kinky?
I am hoping that the Kinkster will help me on the third book unless he wants to put his two cents into Case of the Dead Husband I guess I can ask him this next week when I go to the Ranch to deliver his copy of Out of the Texas Mist I planned on taking Cousin Nancy a copy too because she has been such a great friend mentioning my book and myself in her blog and encouraging me every time we talk. She said she was excited that I was coming up to find a brother or sister for Mater. I am excited to see her and Tony again and of course I am excited to see Kinky again. I don't think he knows what an influence he has been on me. He is that big bright star in the field of blue on the state flag. Okay he would probably say "don't put me up on a pedestal." My reply would be "but you look so damn good up there on that pedestal." LOL
I just want to thank the Universe for pushing me in the right direction and bringing the right people in my life to make sure that I have the right influence I need to go as far as I can and accomplish all I need to accomplish in this lifetime. I am so grateful.
Now it is time to head off to work and enjoy another day of smearing icing on cakes and hoping they look pretty enough to satisfy the customers. Then I will come home to a sweet little dog that is happy to see me and chew on my arm because I left him alone in an empty house to have to play alone and snooze all day. I will continue to unpack and clean until I feel it is done. If there are boxes left then oh well they will stay packed.

I NEED YOUR HELP!!!

I have been trying to get Wal-Mart to carry my new book Out of the Texas Mist so I can do a book signing at the store I work at. Well I have hit a wall with the Regional Manager. The Vendor that is in charge of buying the books can not do so with out Regional permission. Since the book features Kinky Friedman the Vendor wants to carry the book because it feels that it will be a good seller not just Regionally but possibly State Wide if not throughout the country. They have asked me to get the word out and ask everyone I know to call 1-800-wal-mart or 1800-925-6278 and request that Wal-Mart carry the book. I was told the squeaky wheel gets the grease so lets all ask our family, our friends, our neighbors, our co-workers,associates and any one else that will to call the hot line at Wal-Mart and request the book be carried by the store. I would appreciate all the help I can get. I don't care if you are calling from Timbuck Two there is a Wal-Mart near by so it doesn't matter where the friends or family lives. I know with the book in such a large chain more people will get the chance to read my crazy tale. I think that is what it is all about not so much selling the book but knowing that my little story is being enjoyed by people everywhere. Okay people they think I can't do it so lets show them it can be done. I want that book signing at my store because I have lots of excited associates just waiting to buy the book at work. Here are the particulars you need to know to request the book.
Title: Out of the Texas Mist
Author: Cindy Lou Ruffino
Publisher: Publish America
ISBN: 1-60563-916-8

Thank you for your support
Cindy Lou Ruffino

Gotta Go Big

After talking to the Book Buyer for Wal-Mart I learned Out of the Texas Mist must be bought Regionally. This is fine by me because the region starts at San Antonio and ends in Waco and Austin. That is a lot of Wal-Marts. I guess what I need is to have friends to call or go by their local Wal-Mart and request that they stock Out of the Texas Mist so the fact that it is wanted will get back to corporate and they will allow the buyer to purchase the books for the store. My manager Darrel was given numbers to the Regional buyer so he could request they stock the book so I can do a book signing. My fellow co-workers have been clamoring to have the book carried in the store so they can buy it at a cheaper price than what is offered online. I agree if Wal-Mart decides to carry Out of the Texas Mist the price will be at a discount thus giving more people the chance to read my little tale. Your help is needed so lets call our local Wal-Marts and request Out of the Texas Mist by Cindy Lou Ruffino be carried so more people can afford to buy.

My first Book signing ?

Today I talked to the Manager of the Wal-Mart that I work at and he said he would be happy to do a book signing for me for Out of the Texas Mist and gave me the name of the guy to talk to that will order the book for the store. He said once we get the books ordered and in the store we can set up the book signing. I am excited. My first book signing at Wal-Mart. WOOO WHOOO!!
When he took my card he looked at me and said I have never met an author before. I replied and see you have been talking to one all along and didn't even know it. Thank you Darrel and thank you Niki for giving me the heads up.

DOG FOOD

I'm sorry but Sheena sent me this joke in an email so I had to share.

*I have 4 dogs & I was buying a large bag of Purina at Wal-Mart and was in line to check out.A woman behind me asked if I had a dog. On impulse, I told her that no,I was starting The Purina Diet again, although I probably shouldn't because I'd ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is to load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry & that the food is nutritionally complete so I was going to try it again.I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story, particularly a guy who was behind her.Horrified, she asked if I'd ended up in the hospital in that condition because I had been poisoned. I told her no; it was because I'd been sitting in the street licking my ass and a car hit me.I thought one guy was going to have a heart attack he was laughing so hard as he staggered out the door.Stupid lady...why else would I buy dog food??

Onion Rings for the babys while I multitask

Yesterday I had an outing with my boys and it was Mater’s first time to be out of the house and neighborhood and on a leash as well. He didn’t like the leash idea at first but after ten feet of being pulled he decided walking was better and took off. I don’t know who enjoyed the nature walk more me or the boys. I decided to try a new trail in the new Creekside Village area of The Woodlands and it was enjoyable. I wished the trail was longer but that was all it had to offer at this point in time. I am looking forward to taking the boys hiking in the Hill Country. As I went out tonight to fill my truck with gas I let Domino ride with me and he ended up getting a burger at Sonic because he went nuts when we passed by. I don’t think he remembers eating there I think he just smelled the hamburgers cooking. After filling up the gas tank and listening to Domino whine because he smelled hamburgers I gave in and bought him and Mater a burger and of all things onion rings. I guess I will pay for that in the days to come because of the gas factor behind Boston Terriers and onion rings. It doesn’t matter because I love my boys and life is good. Well I’m off to bed as soon as I close out my chat and say goodbye to my online friends. I sit here writing my blog, chatting to a few friends and texting a friend at the same time. I guess I am truly a multitasker.

Polly wants arrgghh

Working Customer Service has been an experience for me. The other associates seem to enjoy my antics and I seem to calm the angry customers with my charm. Today someone brought back one of those FurReal animated talking parrots because he had been having issues since Christmas. I made sure that I wrote the bird was having seizures on the claims ticket so the person in charge of logging in all the claims could have a laugh. I wanted to make sure he stayed attached to his perch so I applied packing tape to his feet then wrapped it around the perch.
As I was doing this the bird ask
"What cha doing?"

"Taping you to your perch so it doesn't get lost." I replied

"I'm hungry" He replied so I stuck my finger in his mouth so he could chew imitating being fed.

As I worked to secure him to the perch and secure the claims ticket to his chest I continued to talk to him. Deeply engrossed in the task I did not notice the other associates watching me converse with the mechanical parrot. Once I was through I carried him over to the claims cart as he was having a seizure. The CSM walked by and asked if I was going to miss my new friend. I looked up and answered yes I will be lonely with no one to talk to. She laughed and walked off.
This was not a big thing for me I am used to entertaining my coworkers I have done so at many jobs. I look at life as one funny thing after another and frankly I enjoy working at Wal-Mart because there is always something happening somewhere in the store.
A fellow associate informed me today that I should do a stand up act because I was entertaining. I replied no I don't do stand up I just do real life so maybe Wal-Mart should package me up and sell me like the Fur Real Pets.

I chatted with a British lady as I worked on the Money Gram she was sending to her son. We talked about her wanting to become a citizen but always found something more interesting to spend the money on. Now she was ready to become a citizen because she felt America was her country and she wanted a voice. I told her I did too so I thought of running for office but the pay was not enough for the headache so I would stay at Wal-Mart. We laughed and joked about all types of things including men and what we wanted in a beau. We agreed to shop for each other but then she said hey if I find one that you will like I might just keep him for myself because a man like that might be fun. My reply "He'd be hell on wheels" Laughing she walked off and said that's just what I need.
I guess that means I will have to shop for my own man. Then as my night ended I walked out to my truck to find a little note attached to my windshield wipers. "If you are interested in selling your truck please call........
Well I don't know what to make of that.

work work work

With Christmas just around the bend I have been putting in the hours at Wal-Mart. I am amazed at how so many people wait until the last minute to do their shopping. I of course am in such a great mood all the time I have been able to cheer all the frazzled nerves that come through. When some one says this is it I'm done I make sure I say Wooo Whoo for them and that usually cracks them up.
Yesterday I had a great surprise from a very sweet customer. I usually have my share of nice people that come through and say nice things to me but the nice gentleman that came through yesterday blew me away. He started off by commenting on my name saying you don't see Cindy Lou anymore. I replied yep I guess I am one of the remaining few if not the last. I expected a crack about The Grinch that Stole Christmas but he said I like that name Cindy Lou it's reminiscent of the Buddy Holly era. I was surprised and said wow most people don't know about Peggy Sue actually being written for a Cindy Lou. He replied well now I'm showing my age. I laughed and said we both are. The as he stood there and gave me a long look he began to sing to me. He sang Peggy Sue using Cindy Lou as it was originally written. I was so taken by this gesture I was unsure of what I should do so I just stood there and smiled at the sweet man. One of the other cashiers was commenting wow your being serenaded. He said I guess I just made a fool of myself . My reply oh no I enjoyed that thoroughly you have such a great singing voice. Thank you so much you just gave me the nicest gift anyone has ever given me. He left with a sweet smile plastered on his face and I grinned through the rest of the day. I don't care how many people come through my line I will never forget that sweet gesture from that sweet man.