Dick's Sporting Goods

Today was the day.  Will and I started getting ready to go and claim his winnings.  We discussed strategies for when he might start to feel overwhelmed.  He decided a stress ball and his DS were all he needed.  I was very proud of him.

Before we left I received a phone call from one of my relief staff.  She was concerned about when and who was coming in to relieve her.  I explained I had found coverage the day before and she would be arriving momentarily.  Well, the second staff agreed to work today, thinking she was agreeing to work next Sunday. (She works her other job today)  CRAP!  Staff that was stuck at work has a small child at home with a babysitter that can't drive and needs to get to work too.  Well, I started making calls and texts to figure out what was going on and how I could fix it.  Let me first state that I was NOT at work, and therefore not obligated to do anything, but I felt bad, and felt somewhat responsible.  While trying to figure it all out I received 2 phone calls and a text from the staff person.  I was busy so I didn't answer. ( I was working on helping her, and again, not under an obligation to talk to her using my cell(or home phone) when I don't get reimbursed for texts or phone calls from the company) When I finally was able to text her, she had sent me 4 more texts.  Each one more angry than the next.  I finally called her, she started yelling at me on the phone, I couldn't get a word in, I finally raised my voice and told her (not sure she heard me over her yelling) I was going to hang up the phone if she wouldn't calm down and listen to me.  She didn't stop, I hung up after telling her to call the emergency cell phone.  Then had 6 texts after this.  She was verbally and textally(sp?) abusive and rude to me.  This all happened as I was trying to get out the door and get to Dick's.  I still feel horrible for her and her son.  I still feel guilty that I couldn't fix it for her, and I still can't let it go.  I need to just take a deep breath and let it go.  When we got home, I called the emergency cell and explained what had happened, thinking she had called, she hadn't.  I now have to go into the office tomorrow and show all the texts between us and explain the whole interaction to the associate director.  Now I feel guilty for getting her in trouble and possibly losing her job over this, because I really do understand how angry and panicked she must have felt.  I have been stuck at work before when I needed to be somewhere else and it sucks.  However, it's the name of the game.  When anyone is hired for the company, it is explained that because our jobs are with humans, we may run into mandatory overtime.  Everyone hopes it never happens, and hates it when it does, but it's a part of the job.  Anyway, I'm sorry.

So, now on to the good part of the day.  The store!  We walked in, stood in line, signed in, Will was given a shirt and name tag.  We were paired up with a staff person, and off we went!  I'm pretty sure we walked the store at least 3 times as Will weighed his options.  He was definitely more interested in quantity over quality.  He didn't want ANYTHING that was very expensive.  He just wanted a lot of stuff.  His face lit up when he realized he could get whatever he wanted, within reason--we only had $100 to spend.  Also, we somehow didn't calculate right and when we got to the register to cash out, we had $124 dollars worth of stuff.  Uh-oh-- I figured, Will would have to put the shirt back.  But no!  They paid for the extra $24!!!!  How awesome was that?  Will was so intent on what he was doing, he didn't need his stress ball or DS.  He was great.  He was super excited when he saw free donuts from Dunkin Donuts too.  He
 had a boston cream, a boy after my own heart......

Oh goodness, where to start......

debating the virtues of basketballs, he ended up with a small ball (less expensive)

happy with his bargain ball.

wandering the store...

baseball section

A bat costs how much??????  No thanks!

This is all the loot we brought home.  WOW

Once we got home, he lost no time getting that soccer ball out and the cones.  He showed me "his skills".  He even told me he was "magnificent" really?  He is complimenting himself!!!!!! OMG!  He never says nice things about himself.  He usually gets angry if anyone compliments him, because he doesn't believe it.  I love my child!

His mad skills!

Yes, he's magnificent!

Yes, the boy has skills

But he really needs to be wearing sneakers. ;-)

dribbling...

Kick the ball mom!

So, I may have had a rough start to my day, it might have been bothering me all day, but I look at these pictures, and remember the look on his face.  Today was an awesome day!  Thank you God for blessing me and my son today.