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Let's all reach into my brain and stir things up, shall we?
giovedì, giugno 02, 2005
Asexual Reproduction Not Permitted
Today mostly good. Relatively slow so lots of time for joking around with Box Master Celeste (aka Tomato Juice, aka Salisbury) and Bonnie the Cool. Found out Bonnie the Cool is leaving us next week. Not cool. Will miss her.
Three scruffy, creepy drunks came in to work today and called Celeste things like "honey" while she was the only one up at the till. They were creeping around for like 10 minutes. Frightening. Donna said they should have been escorted out.
At 9, when we close, 9 billion people came all at once to pay for their stuff. By that time only Donna, Celeste and I were working so it took til like 9:30 to get all those freakin' people out the door. Our very last customer insisted first that we'd counted wrong, which I don't understand because he didn't have that many plants to begin with. Then he thought that everything was a whole lot cheaper than it actually was and it was clearly well past closing time and arrrrrggg go away evil man.
So after that I was kinda tired and cranky. Called my parents for a ride home again and I think they think I'm lazy. But I don't see them stading for 8 hours and dealing with difficult customers. But I care not. I still like my job.
Three scruffy, creepy drunks came in to work today and called Celeste things like "honey" while she was the only one up at the till. They were creeping around for like 10 minutes. Frightening. Donna said they should have been escorted out.
At 9, when we close, 9 billion people came all at once to pay for their stuff. By that time only Donna, Celeste and I were working so it took til like 9:30 to get all those freakin' people out the door. Our very last customer insisted first that we'd counted wrong, which I don't understand because he didn't have that many plants to begin with. Then he thought that everything was a whole lot cheaper than it actually was and it was clearly well past closing time and arrrrrggg go away evil man.
So after that I was kinda tired and cranky. Called my parents for a ride home again and I think they think I'm lazy. But I don't see them stading for 8 hours and dealing with difficult customers. But I care not. I still like my job.
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