SEPTEMBER 2011 Where has the time gone? It’s September already and my yearly contract with management soon expires. What am I going to do if it isn’t renewed? I suppose it wouldn’t be that bad if I had to return to the store as a crafter instead of the instructor. It’s a step down but …. I’m not going to let it happen. Instead I’ll turn over a new leaf… or will I? To earn more “brownie points” I’ll provide snacks (at my expense) for the Labour Day class. Now what should I make or buy? Decisions, decisions… We finally decided on party platters. yum…yum… I suggested (rather than demand) to management they note on class sign that complimentary snacks were included. Before they would, I was questioned as to what type of snacks I intended on serving as they didn’t want a food odor reeking throughout the store. I nearly said it would be an improvement over the other odors but I bit my tongue (not literally) and explained what would be served. That calmed them down but not before I agreed to let them sample a few goodies before the class arrived. Greedy **##@** (censored)! Labour Day arrived and everything was set up, including the party platters. Next, came the “nibblers”, a.k.a. management who devoured their samples before the crafty class arrived. All the crafters were on time and settled in right away. It looked as though it would be a successful class and Joey felt the same. As I was giving my crafty preamble I noticed many were not paying attention as their eyes were diverting to the party platters, so, in a strong Basset bark I informed everyone they could take a quick 15 min. food break after my instructions were finished. All agreed. With everyone finally settled my class resumed. Since this card class required concentration I requested all cell phones, androids (sounds like something from outer space) etc. be turned off. Unbeknown to me another irritating noise was soon to come. The class was progressing well until… a slightly irritating noise began. It was a crunching sound and getting louder, which began annoying other crafters. Everyone looked around and saw Penelope Poodle crunching on her carrots. Instead of creating a scene and losing my “brownie points” I motioned to Joey to politely ask her if she could put the carrots aside while the class was in session. She wouldn’t! Management was then called upon to intervene which they did in a most delicate manner – they ordered her out of the store in no uncertain terms along with her carrots. Wow, wish I could have done that! With Penelope gone the stress disappeared and the class resumed. Once finished we all delved into the party platters for a food feast. We were having such a good time that management let down their guard and joined in; but only after closing time. What a group – one of the best, but don’t tell anyone…