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[Musica Cassidy]

Today? Not really, but just feel a bit lonely with my siblings all far away, doing their things and I was just here, wondering when will my family have a reunion again.

[Eryka van der Zwan]

Strangely... irritated. 

A few sour adults here at Magical World of Harry Potter, they make snide comments about:

That people should realize this is not real.

lol like Disneyworld was real?

Why do they like this stuff, it is not normal.

Aren't you too old to like Harry Potter.

This is just a huge cash machine for that writer woman.

 

Why can't they just watch and be amazed how many people of all ages like this place. 

[Eryka van der Zwan]

Is my post count stuck 4964?

[Musica Cassidy]

Neutral today... 

[Sean Bergmeister]

Frustrated. I like raw cookie dough.  There always is someone to lecture on how it is bad for you.

[Prof. Demykata Dunkan]

Frustrated.  The tech said spray paint is suppose to be light.   This bloody can of spray paint is like quarter of the weight of the normal can and it takes three times the amount for the same type of regular spray paint coverage.  As the stone flecks seem to clog the bloody tip and sputter just the clear part of the paint with no stone paint.   The cans are only a third of the weight per the cooking scales.  I have to go back through all that traffice to the store and another long line to return this paint, because it took forty minutes to get home in the traffic.  ARGH.  Ludo's Baggies, Dragon Dung, Hectate's Muddy Helix just not firey enough.  Family makes fun of my terrible lack of cursing education.

 

Shop Clerk:  Happy holidays. Can I help you?

Me: I want to return the paint, I did not need it. 

Shop Clerk:  I need a paint tech to approve the return.

tick tick tick goes the clock.

Tech:  Anything wrong with it?

Me:  Nope same paint you sold me.

Tech: picks up the can. Shakes it checks nozzle.  Yeah they are fine.  Super lightweight spray paint is awesome.

Me: got the cash. 

Manager: asks me why I look upset.

Me: say nothing

Manager:  how did you like the paint.

Me: your tech says that spray paint is super light that is why it is so good.  If you put them on a scale you will see that the can's I just bought are too light to be filled.  I want to return the nine cans I did not use. I am out of here.

Godson:  .....  'Putting out fire with gasoline.  Putting out fire with Gas-o-line'  bring it on Bowie.

I already irritated at the lack of proper paint amount in the cans.  The long line already for returns.  The manager wants me to explain that I had already inquired why the paint cans felt so light compared to regular paint.  if anything they should be heavier being stone paint right? 

Manager thinks i returned the paint after I used it.  ?!

Me: pull the bloody tape three hours ago i asked that Tech about the paint and he said it was fine.  go get one of the other five light cans still on the shelf and check their weight.  they are all too light. 

The shopping neighbours did not understand what was going on.  Who could be bothered with this, right?

Manager, decided that I need a bit more holiday spirit chaser. When you use the paint it gets lighter. 

Me:  Clearly you an the Tech are from the same mental institution. 

Manager weighs all of the stone paint and they are all an ounce or two lighter.... It must be the cold. 

Me:  then you must be able to take them as this is the same weight as what you are selling.

Manager:  Well yes, they are all the same.  But ... i think you are the one who made them lighter.

Me: by making it cold and bringing about Winter?  Wow my class would be impressed at those mad skills.

Manager:  you are not a local and i think you are buying and doing something to the paint. 

Me:  just got in town yesterday - have not been here in five years.  check your paint records, as you record the identification license of the people who purchase spray paint.

Manager:  if you can't admit you made it cold and freezing the paint to lighten the cans. Run it.

Shop Clerk: nothing. and the weight matches all of our paint is lighter.  That means it is better.

Me:  suspicious that your Tech vanished?

Shop Clerk:  new guy maybe he went back to work.  She pages him.

Manager: call the producer of the paint and ask them why the cans are light?

Shop Clerk: calls them - the cold weather would make them heavier.

Manager: now call the police.

Me.  Merlin! 

Manager: now your caught.  Making the weather cold and freezing the cans to make them lighter.

Officer arrives. Manager  explains that I am making freezing weather to make the cans lighter in their store.

Officer:  what do you think is going on?

Me:  someone maybe the tech who vanished, and calling your superior paint light weight when I asked before purchase.  Did not like the one can and return the nine.  Took them and gave me a refund.  Is a problem. The cans feel light.  they did not work well. He said they were all the same and good.  All of their paint is lighter then the listed weight.  I just got to town yesterdays and the Manager accuses me of changing the weather or round about stealing.

Officer:  yeah it makes not sense.  Who is the tech?

The Tech is a known theif and spray paint king.  He works where he can get his hand on free spray paint and does his job and returns half or less empty cans to the stores he works at and tags to his heart's content.  wow.  Manager does not get this latest update.  Shocking they run the shore. 

Godson who hears all this had already teased that I am terrible at cursing, but now they are laughing at my wizardry of the magical frustration.   My dear godson smiled as his wife, who walked away with their children. 

Manager:  she is too stupid to understand she cannot freeze the paint and return it.

Officer:  It appears that she only bought these cans three hours ago and is returning all but one, in hardly enough time to freeze air.

Manager: that is why she is stupid she froze it too fast and now she is caught. She made winter freeze the cans too fast.

Godson: laughs.  Officer let Mumzy explain it one more time. 

Officer: The lady asked for me to explain to her.  [to the manager]  What you are saying is impossible. Mam you are free to go.

Manager: stupid of her to make it so cold that it freezes the paint in the can.  If she put the paint inside it would defrost and be just fine.  Take your stupid old woman home away from the spray paint.

Officer looks at Godson.  Godson looks at me.

Godson:  Officer why don't you let Mumzy explain it one more time.  he laughs

Me: What was wrong with the spray paint.  Is your employee a known graffiti artist tags, spray paints walls.  Uses your paint and returns it half empty.  You take it back and put it on the shelf.  When someone like me askes why is it so light.  Takes it and it only sprays a three foot line.  I have to wonder why and bring it back after I weight the cans.  The cans are too light because your Tech stole the paint.

Manager:  how could he steal the paint from inside the cans.

Me The same way you accuse me of doing it.

Manager: I accused you of freezing our paint and making it too light!  You are too stupid to understand I can't arrest you for being stupid.

Me:  No you do not understand.  That the unearthly wild ground oovering that finds the soles of your well known and  humble gastropodentic mental capacity could not comprehend the level of the impossible accusations that have said to me on film.  It has been recorded by this officer, your store and my attorney will bring great mirth to the courts that will see the comedy routine of your limited mental ability. 

Godson, Officer, Shop Clerk: all stare at me blankly. Of course I just give them the best Snape steely gaze with a snarl as they are unworthy of understanding how very stupid she was.  Godson laughs.

Shop Clerk:  was that Shakespeare?

Officer:  laughs

Manager.  what ground covering are you trying to paint?

Man on bench watching:  The boner award goes to the manager. 

Manager:  I am getting an award?

 

ya gotta laugh.... cause other wise how could this person drive and run a store?  It has to be magic?

[Sean Bergmeister]

That I have to remove all the tape from the gift wrap paper before it can be recycled.  Really?

[Prof. Aimi Doi]

Yes, because I am still doing Overtime now because a user won't just let me do it tomorrow

[Healer Beckett Evans]

Not really; I decided not to let this entire thing get to me now. I'm chilled. 

[Sherlock Thorns]

Nope, I'm rarely frustrated.

[Henry Flint]

A little bit, yeah.

[Lilith Ivanov]

A little bit as I dunno if I wanna sleep or eat

[Power Stores]

A LITTLE BIT WITH MY SCHOOL

[Casper Adamsen]

Totes. Different levels of Frustration.   

[Seaghan O Briain]

Sometimes, when I can't get something done what I want.

[Lilith Ivanov]

Not at the moment

[Clementine Chaplin]

My new boss won't activate my login for the work station, so I can't start doing Tarot readings for customers. Argh!

[Seaghan O Briain]

Frustrated about a walk I had to do, but didn't want.

[Lily Montgomery]

Frustrated that a teacher won't reply to me