Today, just like any other day, could have been the day that I died. The difference being that today there was an actual threat upon it rather than just the usual fear of a random satellite falling from the sky on my head or getting run over by a tractor trailer. Anyway, today at work things got crazupid. They got slammed Saturday night and things were left pretty messy so I was directed to clean up and had spent my morning cleaning up the front. It was pretty busy and there was two cashiers ringing (which there hardly ever is) and one big, long line. I was minding my own business and organizing the polo table when this lady up at the register starts to have a fit; yelling and screaming about being told to go to the back of the line. I guess she came up to the register and Katy told her there was one line, not two lines, and that she'd have to go to the back of the line since she was essentially cutting that whole long line. So the woman proceeded to call Katy a racist (the women were black and Katy is white) and say that every other time she's been in the store, there's been two lines. Even if that was true, that's no reason to throw a fit. No matter what the case, there was one line this day. So, she goes over to the other register where Rasheem was ringing (probably thinking she would get sympathy from him because he's also black) and he also tells her, again, that there's one line. So, she calls him a white washer and continues to freak out. Saying that she was going to come across the counter and slap Katy in the fucking mouth and all this craziness. She had a friend with her and her child in a stroller and her friend was laughing and egging her on the entire time. After a while of yelling and screaming and throwing a pair of pants and exclaiming they were going to tear the store apart, they stormed out. But not before her friend swung her bag, knocking half a row of graphic tees all over the floor (my work!!!). Katy called mall security immediately but when she went to the front of the store, the lady turned her stroller around and came back in and made a point of looking at all our faces and saying she was going to remember our faces and kill all of us.
So there you go. That's a terrorist threat and assault. That shit don't fly. Especially not in this day and age. And she not only said she was going to kill all of us, but she told Katy she knew where she parked and all this mess. So, then the cops were called and like every corporate person in Aero. Katy wanted to go home, but the other manager was out of state and a lot of people weren't being that helpful in general. The cops that came were absolute idiots. When they first arrived, one of them came over to me and in a cute little voice asked if I was the one that was causing all the problems. I humored him, which was probably a mistake. Because then he smartly asked me, "There isn't a height requirement at Aeropostale?" Rude. I wanted to ask him if there wasn't a hair requirement to be a policeman as he was baldly quite a bit, but I didn't need any fine for insulting a policeman. That being said, you can clearly see they did not send the sharpest tools in the shed. Not only were they stupid, but they were liars. They told an Aero corporate person that the ladies were escourted from the mall, but that was a lie. Later on, the ladies were hanging around outside Aero at the picture kiosk. I saw them. Katy saw them. We all saw them. And the police had told Katy that they got their names and that was it. I don't understand policeman.
Long story shorter, Aero closed early today. We put up a sign that said we closed due to computer malfunction, but that's not the truth! I was supposed to work 11 to 4 (or 6 - stupid on-calls), but I worked 11 to 3:30 instead. We actually closed about 2:30 and spent about an hour just cleaning up around the store. Apparently the big wigs at Aero kept calling after we closed to apologize and to inform us that they're going to send armed security to watch the store for the next week or something. Pretty crazy. But you never know. You don't know who is actually going to come back and kill people. And you don't really want to wait and find out. I mean, flip, I don't want to die at Aeropostale. How lame.
Went to NYC on Tuesday to see Conan O'Brien, Kiera Knightly, Dwight Schrute, Tyler Perry, Bill Burr, Nicole Richie, and Agent Michael Scarne. Some we planned to see, but a few were total surprises! As you may or may not know, it's Fashion Week up in the Big Apple and you could definitely tell. There was so many tall, gorgeous, and fashionable women and just a lot of really well dressed people all over the place. It was awesome. I love clothes and shoes so I was like, "Oooo... Ahhhh..." everywhere we went. It made people watching even better! It also made me want to live in NYC again. But in Soho. So, that's a definite no go. Stupid money. Anyway, in Soho, we went to eat at this very lovely place called "Bread". As you might expect from the title, they had really good bread. I ate a lot of it. And learned what "melschun" is. It's actually delicious. Be that as it may, I was definitely not getting fruity pebbles in my pinkberry. Anymore grain in my stomach and I would have exploded. But I did have mango! yum! 
