Something less than a victory for blondes everywhere

[Irving Patrick Freleigh]

So inventory is in progress and today is The Day. By which I mean the day the inventory service comes in to count everything on the salesfloor and out in lawn and garden.

There are certain items the inventory service is not to count. These include the racks of seed packets in the store and out in the lawn and garden tent. I was given signs stating this, and dutifully went out to the lawn and garden tent and taped one on the spinning seed display out there.

At about 1:00, I get this call from the person in lawn and garden, a blonde woman a few years younger than I:

LG: I thought you put a sign on the seed rack saying the inventory people weren't supposed to count it!
Me: I did.
LG: Well, I can't find it and the inventory people are here and ready to begin counting. Can you have a new sign made up and brought out here?
Me: I'm certain I put one up. I went out there just before 8. But I'll go look and if it's gone I'll make a new one.

So I waltzed on out to lawn and garden, where I met my co-worker--and turned the seed rack a quarter turn counter-clockwise to reveal the sign I had taped to it this morning.

[DGoddessChardonnay]

Your co-worker sounds like an insult to all of us blondes with that level of intelligence.