maybe they're right when they tell me I'm wrong...
Eckerd makes me homicidal. My brand-new khakis are stained an awful rusty brownish-orange on the bottom, thanks to the photo chemical spill I was wading in all day. As soon as the photo manager left the store, the paper ran out on the printer, someone wanted a passport photo taken, etc, etc, all sorts of things I didn't know how to do, etc, etc. So now my head is pounding. I need a real job. Badly. Very, very badly.
I'm quite looking forward to Worcester this weekend. I'll be going up Friday night after work, and leaving to go home Tuesday morningish, so I can make it to work at 5. So I'll be there on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday for full days, which will be super-sweet, especially since Jeff's coming back Sundayish, and I haven't seen him since graduation! YAY!
I'm quite looking forward to Worcester this weekend. I'll be going up Friday night after work, and leaving to go home Tuesday morningish, so I can make it to work at 5. So I'll be there on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday for full days, which will be super-sweet, especially since Jeff's coming back Sundayish, and I haven't seen him since graduation! YAY!