Revelations 21:4-5

"And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away." Then He who sat on the throne said, "Behold, I make all things new." And He said to me, "Write, for these words are true and faithful."

*shrug*

sigh

today, i miss my mother. a lot.

the end.

Food for thought.

"The bottom line is, even if you see them coming, you're not ready for the big moments. No one asked for their life to change, not really, but it does. So what are we helpless? Puppets? No, the big moments are going to come you can't help that, its what you do afterwards that counts, thats when you find out who you are."
- Whistler, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, "Becoming Part 1"

The male species has given me a nervous tic!

For the last 7 weeks, my eye lid has been twitching, and all my doctor can tell me is that its due to stress..

The only stress I can pinpoint in my life is male orientated (family, friends, other friends, etc. )

Darn you males! Darn you!

A lesson in customer service...

The customer is always right! (at least when they are on the phone/in your store/or me :) )

Here's the story... the day was June 13th, and I decided I needed a new bra (I only have two that fit me properly, and if you think of bra's like boys underwear, 2 is not nearly enough). Also, I needed one that fit me properly that was practical with some of my more low cut shirts. I found the bra that worked well, 'cept that they didn't have my size in black, so I special ordered it from the company (which is in Italy, goes to the states then comes to Toronto) so I was told the wait would be "four weeks, five weeks max". (This is all being told to me by the owner of the store, Jen).

That day, I was told I would receive a 10% discount for letting a new trainee help a staff member fit me, when I went to put the deposit on my bra, Jen told me I wasn't eligable for the discount because I wasn't making a purchase today. To which, I told her that I would be if they had my size and colour, and she didn't state that at the beginning. After her humming and hawing, she decided to "let me have the discount", after making me feel like I had to like kiss her feet.

I left the store, a little frustrated at the service I received, having not being felt appreciated etc.

Two weeks ago, I happened to be in the area with Gerry, and decided to check the status while he went to the bank. I was informed that the order was currently being held at customs, and should be there with in a week.

Yesterday I called and left a voicemail, not sure if it recorded everything as it beeped half way through. So here's what happened today, it was 12:30 so I gave them a call (J=Jen, owner of store, M=Me)

J: Hello, Secrets from your sister
M: (maybe a little exasperated) Hi, my name is Jamie, I left a voicemail message last night about ...
J: (interrupted) Yes, I got it, its busy here, I'm short staffed you're going to need to show some patience.
M: I was just wondering if the order came...
J: (interrupted) Yes, it did, but I'm not going to open the box today, when I receive it I will call you if you're bra is there
M: When will you receive it (I was a little snooty)
J: *audible sigh* What was the size and colour of your bra (I tell her), nope its not in this order we have it in beige, thats all, or you can have your deposit back.
M: I need it in black
J: It should be in the next order then
M: (work phone is ringing) Hold on one moment, I have to answer the other line *put her on hold, answer call, put on hold, come back* When does the next ...
J: *click*

So I decide to go into the store, cause I was once again in the area.

J: Hi, how are you today?
M: I'm... alright
J: Alright, but hesitent
M: Well, I'm a little frustrated
J: Oh
M: I called this morning about the Panache order, wanted to know when the next order would come in.
J: What did I tell you on the phone (snooty)?
M: You didn't
J: Yes, I did I said when I received it I would call you
M: You said my bra wasn't in that order
J: No I didn't, I remember what I say on the phone
M: Okay
J: *goes on computer* Oh, I thought you were looking for another bra (thought I was a different customer, doesnt' apologize), no yours is not in this order
M: HOw much longer will it be
J: A couple of weeks, *snooty* I can't rush these things, we order them from Italy they go to the states, I thought it'd be on this order but it isn't, so you're going to have to wait.
M: Are you the owner
J: Yes
M: Well then I'll leave it at that, I'd like my deposit back.

I was SO frustrated, not once did Jen show empathy, apologize or do anything to make me feel like a valued customer. I told her that I was referred there on positive word of mouth, but that it worked the same with negative word of mouth, and that I was extremely disappointed. Still, she didn't apologize or say anything, she just went back to her work.

*moral of the story, don't go to Secrets*

Grrrr

Xanga won't load for me.. grrrr, I want to get into my other journal. Grrr..

It doesn't mean much

I had to replace my copy of Home Room, since I lent it out and never got it back and have been itching to watch it, if you have my copy.. I'd still like it back please and thanks.

Its a good movie, for a low budget film, inspired by Columbine and Erika Christensen doesn't play a vixen.

One of my favourite parts is near the end, they are in the classroom where the shootings went down and the detective tells Deanna (Erika Christensen) that he wants to know what to tell his son when he asks. And the students go through a dialogue of all the reasons media says it happened (such as culture of violence, rap music, marilyn manson etc) and Deanna says:

"My head can't even hold the answers i hear every day. So now you come to us, cause you want to know why. You want to know what it means. It doesn't mean a god damn thing in the world"*cue sarah maclachlan*"it doesn't mean much, it doesn't mean anything at all..."

Your Thoughts?

"All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhood completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair. " Mitch Albom "The Five People You Meet in Heaven"

So.. let me know what you think.

Its almost the end of July!

Goodness, this summer is flying by. Which is suprising to me, since I thought it would be pain-stakingly long.

Why?

This is the first summer that I haven't been involved in the camping scene, whether as a camper/staff/volunteer since I was 11 years old, thats a whole decade.

I wanted to be at camp this summer, but I was feeling too old for the whole counsellor thing, even though I adore special needs, and didn't want to interrupt my life for 2 months to be up north. So unfortunately I didn't get offered the senior staff position I applied for, and also was not offered Spring Crew.

It was a hard decision to make, one I doubted a lot, and the rejection brought a familiar hurt, one whose scar still pangs from time to time.

But ya know what, I'm happy I'm in the city. The last 3 months I've started to learn a lot about myself, and have started becoming content with myself both physically and mentally. Its been hard, allowing the person who I am today to become, I started changing this time last year, but I stifled it for a long time.

Part of that change was also a change in beliefs and ideas, which was somewhat hard to do because I was conditioned (and my friends were conditioned) a certain way.

But at the end of the day, I'm going to be happy.

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This weeks Postsecret hit home a couple of times.

So I was watching "Angel" today...

And it was the episode entitled "Five by Five" just a brief rundown for those not knowing their Buffy/Angel TV history.. Buffy drowned at the end of Season 1, which brought on Kendra, who was killed by Druscilla, which brought on Faith. Faith, kinda went crazy, kinda accidentally killed a man, then hooked up with the evil mayor and tried to kill Buffy, or you know just destroy her emotionally. Was knocked into a coma, then woke up realized that the mayor (her father figure) had been killed by Buffy and went on a rampage.

Anywho, so she ends up in LA, where Angel and Wesley (Faith's old watcher who got fired by the council) are currently battling evil, she gets hired by Wolfram and Hart (evil law firm) to kill Angel, ends up kidnapping Wesley and torturing him to get at Angel.

Angel comes in, and fights Faith.. they end up crashing through the window, into the alley, its raining.. Faith is trying to get Angel to vamp out (oh ya, Angel is a vampire) and he won't, he isn't going to make this easy for Faith. So they're fighting, and fighting.. and Faith ... just ... breaks.

On her knees pounding Angel's chest screaming "I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad"...

And sometimes I feel like that with God.

Who Am I? (no, this isn't the introspective question)

Really, I'm just stealing the post I put on the LR (or.. um.. DR) blog and adding some, incase strange people find my blogger.

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You're asking who I am?

Why I'm a Jamie, a young female with a head full of dreams, but eyes set on reality. I'll be 21 soon (oh goodness), have two older siblings (Michael 30, and Linda 29). A "pet" named Guido, and some pretty amazing friends.

This is not my actual blog, its my um.. kosher blog.. and I'll try to keep it more alive than http://www.blurty.com/~nothingissacred .

Um, I like to watch CSI, Dead Like Me, Buffy, Angel and Seinfeld.

Currently reading: Prozac Nation (Favourite books include "The Luckiest Girl in the World" by Steven Levenkron and "The Five People You Meet In Heaven" and "Tuesdays with Morrie" by Mitch Albom).

Current band I like: Tegan and Sara (particularily My Number).

Current job: Real Estate Receptionist (past jobs include: camp counsellor extradonnaire, and popcorn butterer expert).

Current aspiration: to understand men! (or you know, go back to school).

Um.. thats all..

Peace.

A new blog

I guess people want to be able to comment, I'll cut and paste some blogs from my real blog.