NiteChylde

Hello my lovelies. So much to write, so much to write. 1st of all, I have to give an update on my Dementia Clothing order. I FINALLY got it; can’t say I’m all that impressed really. It honestly wouldn’t surprise me if Lectra found some stuff lying around that matched what I wanted, and tossed it together and shipped it just to shut me up. I could tell she was a little less than enthused about me, considering the package had no wrapping in it, and no invoice. Kind of like a “Here’s your shit, now stop talking about me.” Ya know what… I think I won’t, just because of that. I endured months of trying to contact this woman, and invested nearly $100 for an outfit I was going to proudly wear to an event that has since looong come and gone… twice. I still stand by my belief that noone should buy Dementia clothing unless you’re in the market to get ripped off. The outfit I finally received, I handed over to my friend Laura, who altered it for me. She added some designs so it wouldn’t be so plain and—how shall I put this—ugly and embarrassingly dull. She also shortened the straps so they wouldn’t be flying everywhere. I swear, I love that girl, and she made that outfit look amazing! I ‘m totally proud to wear it—it hardly looks like the same outfit I was sent, which is a blessing and a half of course. I can’t wait until she gets her clothing line up and running: Iconoclast Clothing. More to come as that develops ^_^ Oh and Dementia... last I checked, her site’s non-existent now. Personally, I don’t think she deserved a site, with all the bad business practices that were going on with her.

Now for something pleasant and AWESOME! This past Sunday was one of the best concerts I’ve been to in a while. The Crystal Method was in town. I’ve loved them for the longest time, at the very least a decade now. I was in the front, dancing and screaming like an idiot when I get approached by this lady who asked me if I was a fan. I nod emphatically and she tells me to wait where I was. She goes off to tell this guy, and he heads off... then comes back with a picture. Just for being an avid fan, I’d won an autographed picture of The Crystal Method!! There are only 3 of those particular pictures: The group has one, the fan club has the 2nd, and I have the 3rd one!!! I was ridiculously excited the entire time. I got to go backstage, had my picture taken with both Ken and Scott, and hung out with them by the bus for a while. The only thing that would have made it even more awesome would have been if I could have gone on the tour-bus ^_^. Overall, it was the most awesome night ever, and a glorious end to an otherwise shitty family-riddled weekend. And I need to go back to Asheville and do some downtown shopping on my own friggin time. It’s not like it’s a far drive after all.

And now for a moment in stupidity: apparently this lady came into the store wanting to return fog lights. My sales associate Tricia was there. She listens to this woman, then tries to keep from laughing. For one thing, she has no receipt. No receipt, no returns, no exceptions. Also, we can only do returns and exchanges on items that have been bought up to 30 days prior to coming in. This woman told Tricia that she bought the lights LAST HALLOWEEN. The last time I checked… we’re closer to this upcoming Halloween than we are to last Halloween. And the final kicker: She bought it online… from the Spirit store. This means, ladies and gentlemen, that she in fact did NOT even GET this stuff from SPENCERS!! Tricia explains to the woman that Spencers is not part of Spirit. Owned by the same overall company, but not the same entity. This assclown of a woman is still confused as to why she can’t return the lights, until Tricia tells her “If there was anything that could be done, which there ISN’T, you would have to take it back to the Spirit store.” Her response was to ask if there was a Spirit store in the mall, to which Tricia tells her no. why? Because it’s NOT HALLOWEEN YET DUMBASS. So this woman—who I have now decided should be a spokesperson for abstinence—says that she’ll wait until they open and take the lights back then. I mean really, is she serious? What kind of world do we live in where people are allowed to roam the streets, this fucktastically retarded? I would love to see her go into the Spirit store when it opens.