Hi ho, hi ho

It's off to work we go.

Yes, my three week semi-absence is now over. Work is back in full swing as should be blogging. I'm planning on having something of debatable worth up later today, so with no shyness or false humility I beg for your return in the afternoon hours. I've been busy on another item so instead of throwing something up here for the heck of it, this is the post for today. But I PROMISE a good one tomorrow (and I ALWAYS keep my promises).

So in line with the title, can you name all of the seven dwarfs? Try it, I always seem to leave someone out. And then I wonder, if I had to play a dwarf which one would I be? And then I also wonder why they didn't include other dwarfs. For instance: moody, annoying, snobby, bubbly, and other such dwarfs. I mean who says that the seven named in the fairy tale are the only dwarfs out there. Really, there could have been houses full of dwarfs in that forrest and Snow White just hit one gang of them. Maybe there were even rival gangs of dwarfs who had forrest turf wars and Snow White stumbled upon a whole dwarf crime ring that she never knew about.

Uhhhhh, so yeah, it's Monday, and I'm not making much sense, but I'm betting I'm at least a little bit entertaining.

And because JCol asked

This weekend I had a craving for edamame (soy beans in the pods - hmmm with a bit of kosher salt - yummy and very high in protein and fiber I might add). So I trapsed off to my local Albertson's in search of soy pods. Now I had purchased this specific product at this specific Al's before but alas upon entering the produce section there were no pods to be seen. After a search of the frozen food aisle I stopped a stocker boy (and I use the term boy here technically because he was YOUNG, maybe, maybe 17) to ask for some assistance. (I use to work at a grocery store, Piggly Wiggly in fact - we will now pause to allow you to giggle or laugh at my expense and to make some sort of comment on the name of this specific store - ok we're back - so I worked at a store and knew that the stocker boys should know where products are located or can get their hands on someone who does). Here is an exact transcript of our conversation:

Me: Excuse me, do you happen to know if you still carry Edamame?

Stocker Boy (SB): Puzzled look. What?

Me: Edamame. Soy beans in the pod.

SB: Puzzled look now becoming perplexed look. Uhhh let me see if I can find someone in produce to help you.

SB and friend walk into the back of the produce section and find noone is there. They then yell at a passing girl to ask the location of said produce person and find out there are on break. At this point, young 17 year old SB pulls out his nifty Motorola Razor (how he afforded that on a grocery store salary I do not know) and called up the produce guy.

SB: Uh yeah, John, do we carry Effin-mama?

At this point I almost lose it with laughter as does SB's friend.

SB Friend: I don't think that is what it is called.

Me: ED - UH - MA - MAAAAA (long A)

SB: Oh, sorry, I meant Effin - Mamaaaaa (long A)

Me: ED, not EF (at this point I realize I'm fighting a loosing battle with this kid and just let him sink lower and lower into the black pit of despair in calling a soy bean pod a word that would get you slapped by your own mama)

SB: Sorry, we don't carry those.

Me: Well thanks for trying. Walks away giggling and with a bouncing step, because while I did not have my edamame I had been entertained in the produce section of Albertson's.