Retail Wednesday Injured Thumb Edition

FIRST I'm sure you noticed my fabulous new HEADER with the owl and the books and the fancy writing! It's courtesy miss Mia Hayson who made it for me, because I won the contest she had. Isn't it amazing?! Aren't you jealous?!

SECOND

Yeah! The cast is off! The pin is out! My thumb still won't bend, but it's SO much better and I am slowly regaining mobility. Thank you all for the prayers and well wishes!

I don't really have time to do a full blown Retail Wednesday post today, so I thought I would list some of the ridiculous jokes and responses I got from people when my thumb was all bandaged. Because people are continually weird.

Note: if you are shopping and one of the salespeople has a cast or bandage 1)don't STARE AT IT 2)Don't ask how it happened 3)Don't ask if it hurts 4)TREAT THEM LIKE A NORMAL HUMAN BEING

Bad Jokes:
Don't hit me! (from a middle aged woman. Yes.)

Did you have a hitchhiking accident? (okay, this was pretty funny)

You're about ready to break your other hand on me, aren't you? (after saying something rude about the store to set himself up. LAME.)

Who won? (To which I responded, "The Sidewalk!")

Awkwardness:
Customer: I'm looking for a book.
Me: What book?
Customer: Oh! What did you do?
Me: I hurt my thumb.
Customer: You broke it?
Me: No, dislocated it. (just tell me what book already)
Customer: How did you do that?
Me: Tripped on a sidewalk.
Customer: And they had to put that big a cast on it?
Me: well, I needed surgery. They put a pin in it.
Customer: That's terrible. Does it hurt?
Me: Not really.
Customer: Well, it's got to be really hard. Are you right handed?
Me: Yup. (what BOOK DO YOU WANT?!)
Customer: That's really bad. You seem to be doing all right.
Me. Yup.
Customer: I bet it's hard to write and things.
Me. Yup.

Or the woman that stared at my arm the ENTIRE time I was helping her. Never looked at my face, only my bandage as we had a fairly extended conversation about the type of book she was looking for. She starts to walk away, gets about fifteen feet away then turns and calls back over her shoulder, "Oh, what did you do?"

Guy: How did you do that?
Me: Tripped on a sidewalk.
Guy: Is that like *air quotes* "I ran into a door"?
Me: (I can't believe you just asked that) No, I literally tripped on a sidewalk *death glare*

Most people were decent. It just does get tiring to have everybody ask, "Oh, how did you do that" Especially when I knew I was never going to see them again.

So it's nice to have my hand back and to be able to type and function a little more normally! Thanks for stopping by! Hopefully next week I'll have a "real" Retail Wednesday post :D