Pardon? What is a BJ exactly?
My blog is part of the big, scary www. Would I ever write something about the BJ you are thinking of? Let me surprise you!
I am spending so much time recently at the mall, my fingers finding their own words on the keyboard to write about my temporary, fun BJ (bridge job).
Having a temp job at the mall is so much more than just a job -
it's a learning experience. Plus, it is a fabulous tool for time management:
Today I get more stuff done in my two hours between homecoming and dinner preparations than my previous five hours at home alone.
Today I know the mall is more than just a place to drop your cash in exchange for goods.
The mall is a safe place for all things creative and active.
E.g. for the Asian dance group or the New Moms stroller group.
Today I could totally hold my own and give you an appropriate answer if you tell me
"I am friend zoned."
Yesterday I raised an eyebrow, I had no clue what you are talking about. Yesterday I laughed out loud, today I would feel sorry for you.
Oh I love hanging with the young ones. They have so many new fancy words for us!
Today I know you have been dumped or better: you have been down graded from being a potential boyfriend to a friend only.
Today's young women (or men) are cruel, wouldn't you agree? Why couldn't they at least tell you face to face to get lost? We did it, twenty years ago!
Today I know wrapping gifts can be as creative as you want it to be and you can become as wrapped up in the activity as you allow yourself!
And last not least, I knew it, the mall is temptation written with a capital T. Black Friday and Cyber Monday are over; the regular sales are continue to flourish and I need to be as frugal and tight fisted not to cave in with all these wonderful goodies around!
I can't stress it enough: A BJ at the mall is a string of extraordinary experiences!
