At work on a Thursday night

One of my problems with consistently writing is timing.

When the idea first appears to when I can actually jot it down vary dramatically. Most of the time, ideas spring forth at work. This is typical. When I should be focusing on the task at hand, be it inventory, shipments, or other tasks, I seem to have part of my head gravitating towards creation.

At the moment, I am at work. Normally, I would be doing something productive for the betterment of the store. I am not doing such things because I lack my tools. See, I tend to leave Thursday nights for inventory preparation. I have binders with the titles and amounts of most of the comics that come into the store. I say most because, I don't cover everything. I probably should, but that would mean a ton more work for very little pay off on my end. Still, my binders are missing. Well, I know where they are. They just aren't where I want them.

Once a month, new orders for comics get placed with our distributor. We place the orders for comics on average two months before they are on sale. My boss takes the binders with the inventory numbers home to work on the monthly comic order. Unfortunately, they wind up staying longer then they should. It's mainly a case of importance. Since the order is done, the binders serve an importance no longer for my boss. They just get ignored. They get forgotten wherever they fell.

I hate that I have to remind my boss that I need them. He understands their importance, but usually doesn't suspect the time when they are used. Since I normally do inventory on Mondays, I will need them on Monday. Unfortunately, since he took them home last Monday, I haven't had them to do the inventory this week, let alone prepare for next week. So, I write this instead.

Back to timing. Well, I guess I filled some time. Most of my ideas come at work, but I can't remember them when I get home. Or, since I now carry a notepad with me, I usually don't feel the original inspiration to expand on an idea from work when I am home. At least I wrote something this time, right?

I don't want to know who you are.

Why is it that when I finally take the initiative to write something here, all escapes me?

I guess that's just what happens. I usually want to do things precisely when I can't actually do them. It's all about timing.

I started carrying a note pad in my back pocket for when ideas strike me. For the moment, it has things I have to remember for work and a couple movies and bands I need to check out. Sure, I wrote a few ideas or quotes or something too, but the inspiration to expound on them is devoid of my presence.

One of the things in it so far, is that I hate when people have "See ID" on their credit card's signature line. It's a minor thing, but probably about 80% of the people I deal with have it. They expect me to always check IDs. Guess what? I personally don't give a shit. As long as the card works, I'm fine with it.

In actuality, the card is technically not valid if it isn't signed. I doubt most people go by the name "See ID". It would be amazing if someone just signed the receipt with See ID.

I can always tell the annoying ones. They usually have their ID almost at the ready to be checked. When I flip the card over, I am not looking for a signed line, I'm figuring out where the magnetic strip is for the machine to read it correctly.

There was one time a guy had "See ID" in his card, but he also signed it. I was fine with checking that one. Also, I'm usually fine with checking cute girl's IDs. That usually just to be creepy and to make it more creepy, to see if they're legal. For the record I have never hit on any customer. I know I'm a creepy guy in a comic book store. I don't need to reinforce more creepy stereotypes.

Anyway, if your card is actually stolen, you can report it. Most of the time, form what I've heard< the credit company can eliminate those transactions. People are just paranoid.

Also, do you really want me looking at your terrible license photo?