Row 3, Space 2: Where Everything Will Fit

I’m sure there’s some statistic somewhere that says x% of people have worked in a retail environment at one point or another.  Some do it for the summer in high school to support their latest iPhone addiction their parents finally made them pay for, others do it to get through college years and pay for their…

Next Stop: #misadventurecronicles

Living in a new town, taking a new bus route, generally getting used to a new life is difficult. Over the last couple weeks I’ve definitely had my fair share of growing pains. Today on the way to the bus stop I hear my phone deliver a text message. So I decide to wait until…

You’re Not As Important As You Think 

I’d like to discuss the “hater.”  According to Urbandictionary.com, the top definition of “hater” is defined as: A person who simply cannot be happy for another persons success. So rather than be happy they make a point of exposing a flaw in that person. It also states: Hating, the result of being a hater, is…

Who let me adult?! I can’t adult! 

What do you meeeeeean I’m an adult?! What do you meeeeeean I’m almost 30 and this apartment is now all mine. Yup. Somewhere between astonished, terrified, and elated is where I sat on my secondhand sofa last night. Let me explain. I grew up in a house where my mother, bearer of 4 children, was…

My Mexican Mother is in a Fight While Riding A Horse 

So. Today I left work feeling extremely frustrated because, well basically my high end, top of the line company wants my store to look like something close to party box exploding in a Walgreens. Small holidays are no longer small holidays and everything has be celebrating on a level 30, all the while posting on…