DRAMA on Aisle 17

Wind and dust barreled my car from the side, as I struggled to keep a controlled and calm demeanor. Suddenly a gush of rain, thunder and lightning ensued on the 101 loop. As I pulled off Northern Avenue I turned and quickly found a spot close to the front door of the store. I entered Michaels, my 50% off coupon in hand on a mission. Zip Dry. Aisle 17 nestled comfortably between Aileens and Tombo. I turned the corner as my wet sneaker made an entirely embarrasing squeak on the floor. I reached out and NO!!! Not there. It wasn't there. I quickly scanned the surrounding adhesives for the blue and yellow label, sure that they've re-located my trusty friend. I zoom in on the UPC code... yup Zip Dry. I walk away from the aisle defeated. I drag my feet to the normal scrapbook adhesive section and make my hand select a 2nd rate adhesive, likely to break on me I think. As I start to head to the checkout stand a disgruntled employee, likely to be clocking out, robotically asks me if I am finding everything ok. If you know me, you know I am too polite and always sheepishly say yes. So to my suprise as well, a loud "NO" with an attitude came flying out. I declared "I can't find Zip Dry," she says "What's that?" How dare she not know Zip Dry, everyone knows who Zip Dry is! I take her to the empty and lonely steel post with the UPC attached and she scans it with her trusty gun, I am feeling hopeful. I went to church on Sunday, so surely God has my best interest at heart, right? FAIL. I turn away from her without even a thank you and 0rush up to the checkout buy my generic steerage class brand and exit the building. I am impaled by a downpoor of rain. Hmm... CHANGE sucks, but maybe someone was trying to teach me a lesson.
Lesson: deal with change, be flexible and say thank you. Your'e take away msg: Zip Dry is awesome just don't be buying my Zip Dry at the Northern Michaels or Deer Valley for that matter!