Dear Lord

Well, our paper ran an article about how the Canadian exchange rate was so good and that Canadians were planning to come down here and shop. Just fucking great!

It is busy in town everyday of the fucking week now. I can't tell you how much I want to leave this city/area. When I get my degree, I'm getting as far away from Canada as possible.

So onto my stories,

There was this Canadian who applied for a Target card and she got into an argument with me about how much she could save. The cashier told her 10% off (our usual) and she was a total bitch about it. She kept saying that “everywhere else” in town were offering her 20% off if she applied for a certain store’s card. I told her no, that it was only 10%. These people don’t fucking understand that we are all not the same store. It just reminds me of the time we got bitched out by a Canadian because the store next to us had a better exchange rate.

When we’re bored at Guest Service, we play “Spot the Canadian.” It is so obvious to tell just by looking at them. I’ve already mentioned their hair, the way they dress, fanny packs, and what they buy. You can also tell because groups of them review each other’s purchases right in front of the lanes. They also get really close to the belt with their wallet/purse like they are so excited to give you their money. They also like to put things in their cart and decide on it for sure when they get up to the checkout.

This will be one interesting summer.