First and foremost I'd like to thank everyone who participated in the most recent contest. It turned out better then I had expected with some pretty amazing entries. I can easily say that, compared to the last few contests, that every one had improved tenfold. That said and done I give you the Monsters Within winner!

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Congratulations! That was a pretty amazing piece you did thar, yo. As your prize you can pick any of the participating artists to draw you anything you request.

Everyone else, like I said, did an amazing job! I look forward to having you all back again next time. Happy Halloween, by the by.


So, now onto life. As with the title stating, I have become rather averse to providing customer service when it comes to my job. I love the people. Don't get me wrong. There's just those select few that ruin it for everyone. You probably know very well what I mean.

In my case, I answered the phone with the usual greeting and got a woman asking if we had melon ball scoops. I had no idea what those were and said as much, offering instead what I knew we had that could easily substitute. She got rather indignant on me saying that it was almost unbelievable that I didn't know what those were. Saying that I must have been really young, never been to a wedding, or trapped in a cave for the better part of my years. After a few moments I lament and tell her I didn't know much about fruit being a junk food person.

This set her off. She then began the first of a twenty minute, one-sided conversation about how my eating habits were terrible. Betting that I was in a less then desirable shape and that I should read this book she recently picked up and that "changed her life". She even read me a few excerpts. To make sure I was being attentive, she even tried to include me in her quizzical mood.

"There's also a prequel he wrote called "What's an Omnivore To do?". Do you know what an 'omnivore' is, Miss?" At this point I'm banging my head against the wall of the stock room. She had me DEFINE the words omnivore, carnivore, and herbivore to her. Once successful she even applauded me and told me I was 'smarter then she first took me for'.

Twenty minutes of this before she decides to eventually come in and look for herself. Leaving me with a pulsating headache and a new book to read.