guess i'll go eat worms...

I'm usually not one for a pity party...

but for some reason I am feeling slight pity for myself.

Yesterday I was working early morning to help set up some stuff for Shade.

We had an employee from Shade Corporate come and supervise and tell us how to make the store beautiful.

I have met this specimen before... on several occassions actually.

I am only having a bitter pity party because the WHOLE MORNING he was calling me ERICA.

After repeatedly telling him my name was in fact, ALIX...

he continued to call me ERICA and I gave up on trying to correct him.

Who the blank is ERICA??

So, apparently I am not important enough to remember my name.

Guess I'll go eat worms

At my party... anyone want to bring balloons?

Thus endeth my story.