french maid...

While I don't enjoy complaining...I do like to dabble in the realm of venting. Today at my job I was basically told to be a servant by one of our patrons because he had "other things to do". Now, I do believe that customer service is something that should be the top of anyone's list at the job, but I don't believe that the "customer is always right" or has the right to treat me as though I was placed on this earth to be at their assistance whenever. While I did end up helping this poor example of humanity today, I feel like I deserve a french maid uniform for my work. Of course, along with the feather duster, killer body, and accent.

Speaking of France...


I hope everyone is tuned into Lance Armstrong's final Tour de France. If not...check it out...now.