CHAPTER 197 THE FARE YE WELLS TO JOBS. 2010
There would be a plethora of books beginning this decade. One book of poetry, New Castle Lineman and three collections of essays:
A Writer Walks and Writes of Walking
Modern Inconveniences: Living With Frankenstein
This Old Man
The first concerned my occupation as a Stock Supervisor. I had worked successfully at Chico’s for a bit over six years. But at the end
of 2009, for whatever reason, the powers that were in that chain decided to terminate Lisa Butler as the store manager, and somewhere in the same general time, the Assistant Manager Rhona Casey Clarke derided to cut ties as well. Lisa and Rhona had been long tine close friends, plus Rhona was going through a separation and divorce. After this she dropped the Clarke from her name.
The company was putting pressure upon me to become a cashier. They were doing away with stock people, something I did not agree with. I liked my job in stock and was darn good at it. The sales staff did not like working in stock and was happy I was there so they didn’t have to, but now the company one to make everybody do al the jobs. The sales staff would be required to take their turn in receiving the new items, unboxing everything and hanging uo the clothes.
I would be required to man the cash registers and deal with
the clientele. I did not see myself being good at such a thing. I found many of the women who shopped with to be spoiled and disrespectful. They would come in and cry out to any one they saw with a sharp “hey you” They could often be over demanding and rude. A Cashier would have to maintain a calm and pleasant attitude with dealing with these people. I have a lot of patience, but I knew how I was. I would put up with so much nonsense and then I would get sarcastic.
I decided ti resign, even though I needed the income. I left in February.
I was not out of a job for long. Within a month I got a phone call from Lisa, who was becoming the Store Manager for Cold Water Creek at the Christiana Mall. She wanted to know if I would come to that store as the Stock Supervisor, of course my answer was enviously yes.
There was an orientation I had to attend given by managers of Coldwater Creek. It was held in a classroom at the University Of Delaware in Newark, Delaware. Om my first day of my new employment everyone was at the Christiana Mall to set up the new store.
and offloaded racks of hung clothes to we workers, along with several boxes of other merchandise. It was our job to take all this material down a hallway inside the mall and fill up the waiting empty store just down from the entrance to Nordstroms.
The store was right along the wide hallway, across from a J&H and not far up the corridor from the Apple Store. There were great lines that formed at the door of the Apple Store and circled down the corridors and out to the
parking lot ever time Apple introduced a new iPhone. Some even carried small chairs or stood to sit on while waiting.
One time I noticed that a preponderance of those waiting were Asian. I didn’t think we had that many Asi
ans in Delaware, we are a very small state, and I pointed this fact out to Lisa (right).
“Oh,” I was told. “They weren’t from Delaware. The Asians were from New York. Delaware has no sales tax. It is cheaper for them to carpool down than to buy in New York because New York has a very high sales tax.”
They renewed their vows in a special ceremony at Bethal Methodist Church of Spring City.
My father was now
retired from driving both truck and school bus, but at 92 he was still holding down a job Both he and my mother worked as Sextons at the church.
We attended the Kennett Square Mushroom Festival again on 9/21 even though it rained. Maybe it was Nostalgia, for as a teenager my mother had worked in one of the Kennett square mushroom plants.
The same month my wife joined her log time friends for a luncheon. They called themselves theUpper Darby Butterflies.
Carol Shuplus
Eely Weinmann
Pat West Ensor
MaryLou Marple Pappola
They had their little party at La Laconda, an Italian Restaurant along West Chester Pike near Newtown Square.
Playing games on Christmas Day.
In June my kids took us all to a Blue Rocks game for Father’s Day. The Blue Rocks are a High-A Minor League team affilated with the Washington Nationals, and they play in Wilmington at the Judy Johnson Field in the Daniel
S. Frawley Stadium. Prior to 2021 they were affiliated with as a farm team of the Kansas City Royals, except in 2005-2006 when they were affiliated with the Boston Red Sox. They have been in the Carolina League since 1993.
It was always a relatively inexpensive way to spend a fun evening because they did a lot of special hi-jinx
between innings, always entertaining. The Blue Rocks mascots have been Rocky Bluewinkle and the rather strange Mr. Celary.
In July Laurel was out horseback riding with a friend. Laurel in on the left.
In the same month she attended the Delaware State Fair in Harrington.
It was on Just 10 that Ronald and I had a reunion with Stuart Meisel. This had been arranged by Stuart’s eldest daughter Leslie, who is a actress out of New York. She has performed in several off-Broadway productions and also on TV.
Stuart, Ronald and I met up in a shopping mall in Pennsylvania, there inseparable boys in Downingtown during the 1950s. Ronald and I have been in almost daily communications on
Facetime. He lives these days in the Lower Slower Delaware County of Sussex in the Southern end of the state, while I live in the North in New Castle County. Stuart had the furthers to travel since he now lives in the City of Fort Lauderdale, Florida, named for one of the forts build during the Second Seminole War.
We three in 2011.
It was in this period that my son and Jackie began going steady.
In October I bought a new Apple iMac
On November 21, Lois and I spent a day touring the Homewell Furnace Museum along Route 23 new Bucktown, Pennsylvania. We had Both visited this site several times in the past.
Laurel, who was known by the nickname of Cat, became one for Halloween. This was for a party at the shelter. She was in charge of the cats there.
Perhaps this was to be our last calm and peaceful year
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