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Wow. Do you guys have like free samples? Even so, she was probably just embarrassed tat she was wrong. Some people get really horrible if they aren’t correct. She sounds like she needs to be hit with a stick. Or hug a puppy. Either way.
Maybe she was having...
Well, no. No she shouldn't have but still. She shouldn't have tried to get you fired. That's not nice. So do you get to work with the animals at all?
Maebyn cleared her throat, slowly taking her hands out of her pockets. She looked down at them—all clear, they weren’t letting out any sign of frost, ice or snow. It was safe to take the leash and she did so, tugging back. “Really? That’s my mom’s last name. Weird. I don’t know a lot...
Maebyn's head tilted to the side, trying to read him. She felt a bit of insecurity, wondered if he really had noticed how much she was paying attention to her own hands. Sucking in a breath of air, she pushed both hands in her sweatshirt pocket, Sven's leash still wrapped around her fingers.
"I don't know you. I mean, how do I know you--you might just want to, to." Maebyn closed her eyes. She never before felt this uneasy loss of control. She had to take it back. She needed to be one step ahead of this guy. if he had bad intentions, she would feel in more control if she had been in the lead. "I mean, i guess I mean. I came in here but--i guess." she bit her lip, trying to calm herself. "Anna. my mother's name is Anna. She is home with my sister. You can come over if you want. she won't mind. I mean, as long as you really do know her."
Maebyn grinned. "and do not worry at all about my father. He only stays with us because he got part custody and she doesnt trust him one bit."
kind of a funny story | maebyn and kristoff
It’s only been two weeks, but Kristoff could honestly say that he liked New York. The only thing he would complain about is how crowded it gets out in the streets. Though he shouldn’t complain since the first day he opened his Pub, he’s been getting customers none stop. Plus, a lot of hot chicks would come out, making Kristoff get plenty of numbers in on day. Although today was going slow, but thats only because rush hour doesn’t start till dawn.
Kristoff was currently washing some of the bar cups and wiping off tables, not really thinking about anything else. When he finished he set them all on the rack and sighed. Nothing was really happening and it was, well boring! He walked around the counter and before he could sit down a dog ran up to him, almost pulling him down to the ground. “Whoa there boy! Slow down.” Before he could take a closer look at the dog he heard footsteps rushing in.
As soon as he saw the girls face he held his breath, she looked so much like Anna. “Stop! Get away from that man!” Kristoff was now studying the stranger, not knowing what to do. “Arendelle?” He suddenly raised and eyebrow, is she related to Anna? “Arendelle. Where did you come up with that?”
Taking a moment, Kristoff respond shortly, “I uh- knew someone with the name.”
Maebyn cleared her throat, slowly taking her hands out of her pockets. She looked down at them--all clear, they weren't letting out any sign of frost, ice or snow. It was safe to take the leash and she did so, tugging back. "Really? That's my mom's last name. Weird. I don't know a lot of people with that name but then again, it's not really her real last name. It's kind of just a title."
The girl looked down at Sven, then back at Kristoff. "sorry about Sven. I don't know why my mom insists on keeping him. He's really more trouble than he's worth. I--I can try and like, I don't know. You aren't going to get busted by the health department, are you? Dogs or especially this one--can be really gross. Well," she shrugged, turning away but then stopped.
"Sorry, I forgot to say who I was but that might be weird but my dog--my mom's dog, kinda almost destroyed you and I mean, you know my mom's last name and knowing mine won't hurt because I have a different last name. I'm Maebyn but I can't ell you my last name because my mom would flip out. She doesn't like me talking to strangers."
kind of a funny story | maebyn and kristoff
Walking Sven was one of Maebyn's top least favorite activities. Although it wasn't a permanent chore--her mother usually would do this but Gerda was sick the night before and Anna refused to leave her four year old's side. It was not as if Maebyn hated Sven. She just didn't quite like him. Her aunt's white and orange cat named Olaf was so much better. And more clean. It was true that Maebyn once knew Sven and Olaf as a reindeer and snowman but she did not remember. "Sven come on!" She tugged at his leash--trying to keep him from a corndog stand. "You are such a brat!" Maebyn managed to get him to heel for several blocks but suddenly the Irish Wolfhound broke free. "Sven! Sven get back here you little crazy bathead!" She ran after him as he ran into a shop. A pub. "Sven!" Maebyn ran through the door and she gave a horrified yelp as the dog lunged for a blonde man. "Stop! Get away from that man!" She rushed to the animal but stopped short, looking up at one of the menus. "Arendelle?" she reached for Sven's leash, clutching it. The anxiety built up, embarrassed about the situation. She felt her hands, she felt a build up of frost creep around the leash. Maebyn told herself it would be okay. The girl pulled away, without the dog and tucked her hands in her sweatshirt pocket.
"Arendelle. Where did you come up with that?"
Oh that was my mother. Anna.
Why oh?
I guess. Maybe. So about that complicated explanation about why my mother is so attached to Sven. Tell.
You get the short version: The two went adventuring together.
Which has to do with when things went wrong I am guessing.
Points right there. And why? I mean, it kind of does stress me out until I get it perfectly perfect. It is really nice to look at. And maybe a new way of relaxing would be a teeny bit helpful.
But how is the store doing?
We’re going to find you something new. It’s happening. Now I just have to think of what.
It’s doing well. We’re working on some new colors to bring out for the spring.
I guess. Maybe. So about that complicated explanation about why my mother is so attached to Sven. Tell.
Then we’d have to expend more of our employees’ time unlocking things so people could buy them instead of actually helping them with what they really need help with. We need to get you something else to focus your energy in on.
Not this kind of complicated.
Points right there. And why? I mean, it kind of does stress me out until I get it perfectly perfect. It is really nice to look at. And maybe a new way of relaxing would be a teeny bit helpful.
But how is the store doing?
It truthfully is! Yeah, I just had some rude cutomers at work. I work at a Zoo and such, and with my luck today I git stuck on food and this girl flipped out on me because she didn’t like the flavor she ordered, it’s not that I did anything wrong, she just didn’t like the flavor and when she demanded a refund I couldn’t give it to her.
People are just rude.
Wow. Do you guys have like free samples? Even so, she was probably just embarrassed tat she was wrong. Some people get really horrible if they aren't correct. She sounds like she needs to be hit with a stick. Or hug a puppy. Either way.
Maybe she was having a bad day. I mean, who knows anything about her history.
That’s what we have. Have you never paid attention when you came in? It’s the testers that keep ending up in the wrong spots. I vote lighten up, but don’t give up on it. Just stop worrying about it so much. It doesn’t matter for your collection. At Frost, people fix the order every so often and if it bothers someone specifically, they tend to fix it themselves to feel better.
It’s complicated.
I mean if you lock the ones for sale down. And some shades are off at one of the stores, you know. And my collection matters because it keeps me sane sometimes. It kind of relaxes me if I feel any bit of anxiety because it is something I can really control without a doubt or messing up.
I like complicated.
You’ll figure it out somehow.
That would be a terrible idea, you realize. People want to be able to look at the color, to take the testers and see what it will actually look like. Otherwise they’ll write it off as not worth it. We’d lose sales. And it’s impossible to tell when or who moves things around. It’s just something that happens. You walk away, half an hour later there are things you have to fix again. It’s probably because she’s a total softie for him.
Well yeah but--I guess. You could have tester bottles? Mom says I need to lighten up about color order but if something looks off it makes people feel off and sometimes they don't know why they feel off and that makes it worse!
I don't know why she does. Where did you guys even get him and why?
and when they band together with a four year old to sabotage your belongings.
Not sure which one, I am certain it was Gerda but one of the purples in my nailpolish collection has been moved. It was one and a half shades off in line. I say no dessert for three weeks and my dad...
I don't know how I will! And it is out of alphabetical order.
There should be an invention where a product is locked down in display and can only be moved if the shopper will buy it. The shelf will have a a lazer that can tell if the person will. It can even tell if they will change their mind. Or a system machine thing that puts everthing in order. Maybe you could hire one of those guards that are great at staring contests. Or just ask people nicely. Put up a sign about free puppies or kittens.
maybe even hand out raffle tickets as a reward for putting everthing back. Sven as the prize. Or a contest for customers to make the prettiest display!
I don't know why my mother insists he have access to every single part of the house and allows him on the furniture.
Six year olds are a lot more exhausting when you’ve barely slept and they don’t seem to need it.
and when they band together with a four year old to sabotage your belongings. Not sure which one, I am certain it was Gerda but one of the purples in my nailpolish collection has been moved. It was one and a half shades off in line. I say no dessert for three weeks and my dad gets to watch them for a night, haha.
Huh?
Oh that was my mother. Anna.
Some people have no respect for others.
It is frustrating, isn't it? Did something happen to you recently that makes you say this?
Love you too, mommlez! See you later! Annnnd I bet she is going to be late for work.
