Totally Random Thursday! Episode One (completely George Lucas free)

I almost forgot it was Thursday and I had promised I was going to do this so that at least one post got out a week.  I've been working since last Tuesday.  My days are a little thrown off. This week's Totally Random Thursday is brought to you by the number 2 (in representation of the crap that's happened this week.) and the letter "P" for the puking baby brought to the shop:

• I had a woman call the spa and scream at me for making her 87-year-old mother sick because we "had mold". Yes, we have a roof problem, but there is no mold according to our building manager's person.  However, we have wiped everything down with bleach and emailed the building owner.  I say "we" but it's really the part owner and the total owner.  I swear, if it's not fixed, I will fix it.  We have no mold of which we know, but by the gods, I will make life hell for the building owner if he doesn't fix the bloody roof!
• I smell like bleach after we freaked out and cleaned the spa's kitchen just in case.
• The dragonfly hordes have been seriously massive in and around our neighborhood.  Massive!  At least an estimated hundred dragonflies per yard.  I've never seen the clouds so massive. I hope it's because of the rain and the lack of funds to spray the yards with pesticides.  The Dragonflies are doing their jobs.  Let them!  Let them eat the mosquito armies!  Let them do their dragonfly jobs!
• My sister-in-law is being emotionally savaged by a local person who was once her best friend.  I have told her to let it go, which is easier sad than done.  I had a chance to mangle said person through email.  I know it will help nothing, but damn if it won't make me feel better.  I resisted...dammit.
• I have been working since last Tues.  Outside a non-first-world country that's a laugh, but in this first-world country...bloody hell I can't wait until Friday!
• Just so ya'll missed it:  I smell like bleach.
• The person who hired us for the golf tourney still hasn't paid us.  I told Spa Owner to tell him she was sending "her girl" to get the check.  I would really hate to take it out on his knee-caps.  *cracks knuckles*
• Every woman over the age of 60 starts undressing before I can leave the massage room.  I know it's because they have no reason to be ashamed, but for the sake of my job, at least wait until I leave the room so I can't be sued later!

Now that I want to write random, there isn't so much random.  Damn you the Law of Murphy!  Goddamn you to hell! _________________ So, yeah, the weekend I was totally not at work, nothing interesting other than the guy smoking in the rain.  Last weekend, we endured sweaty golfers of a country club tourney.  They tipped really well, but still...sweaty golfers...It's been a loooooong week.