Scatterbrained

Does anyone else do these things, or just me? Yesterday I was leaving the store that I will potentially become an assistant manager at, if all goes well (since I haven't technically started the new job I got... I decided to pursue this when they showed interest in hiring me). I was just finalizing my conversation with the store manager. She was wishing me well, and I was thanking her for the chance to come by and observe how the store operates... so then she said bye and I said bye and thanks... and then as the door was half-closed, I heard her say something else. So I kinda grabbed the door and looked back and said, "Sorry? I didn't catch that." And she just looked back, still smiling, and said, "Oh nothing, I was just saying goodbye and take care." So now I'm standing there holding the door...

...

"Oh yeah. Okay, yeah you too. Bye!"

Awkward. Then the other day I was leaving WalMart. You know how they have someone check your receipt on your way out the door? Well, I come along with my stuff, hand the nice man my receipt, and I ask him "How you doin?" While he puts a yellow marker streak across my receipt, he answers, "I'm doin' well. How's everything going for you?" And as he is handing me my receipt, I answer back, "I'm doing well, thanks. How are you?"

... I had apparently forgotten that I already asked him that. Instead of just staring back at me with a blank expression, which I would've expected, the man was kind enough to just re-answer my question... "I'm doing well. Take care, Miss."

It's not that I wasn't paying attention to him. I'm not one of those people who asks a question and doesn't wait for or listen to the answer. I just really wanted to make sure he knew that I was interested in how his day was going... so I asked him twice... (?) This doesn't happen often with me, but from time to time I get these moments of just not communicating well with people. How you doin? Good, you? Yes, I'm good too. How about you? No? You don't want to play this game? Come on, it'll be fun! Watch, now I'll tag you and run around the building and you'll have to chase me.

Awkward

I'm sitting in Cincinnati, waiting for my connecting flight to San Francisco. This is the final leg of my travels. Soon (hopefully) I will join the workforce again, be studying again, be burning the midnight oil... again.

I find myself in an awkward situation sometimes. Not only when I write the word "awkward," since it just looks awkward. But also like the time when I was just buying a couple postcards from the store here in the airport. As I was getting ready to pay, the lady said "Would you like to donate a dollar to go towards research for children's diabetes?"

Great. Thanks. If I say yes, I've given a dollar to one of millions of charities that undoubtedly need the money, but I just can't give to them all. If I say no, I'm basically going to hell.

I said no. Now whenever I hear about an innocent child suffering from fluctuating sugar levels or an adult awaiting an organ transplant due to diabetes complications, or someone perhaps dying from such an affliction, I will be thinking, "Way to go, Amber. You killed her. For a dollar."

I think they should just rephrase the question, that's all. So I can feel better about being a jerk.