Donna, my friend, first of all, I'm so happy that you love your job! And, I have news for you, I'd kiss the meesies too....
I talk to the parakeets and all the birds and fish. I don't care what people think.

You totally verified WHY I don't work retail anymore. I always had 2 part time jobs as well as my primary job, cause I thought it'd be fun, and I got discounts etc. I'm a strong people person and thought I could handle anything..like..duh..no.

Adults are just as bad. When I worked the fancy dress dept. at a local department store, we were responsible for cleaning the changing rooms. When I found a dirty, yukky #2 diaper wrapped in a white cocktail dress, that was it for me. I asked for a transfer and soon after, quit (more nightmares). Luckily I didn't like the job that much anymore, because after a really hard day at #1 job, I actually leaned over a glass counter and grabbed a nasty 6itch, who was yelling at me and giving me a problem for no reason, by her coat and went nose to nose with her, Turns out she was testing me and gave in and apologized. I was the talk of the store for days. I didn't get fired, I quit. I must have been PMSing cause I never lost my temper like that.

I called the cops once when a kid around 10 stole 5 candy bars from the counter at my other pt job after his father told him he couldn't have any. Yep, I did. The father actually thanked me (no charges of course), paid for the candy and flew out of the store with the kid by the scruff of his neck.

Sorry, got off the subject. You'll have good and bad days. Hoping the other 364 days stay awesome.

I loved your security story, Mz Frog! Good for you!!!