FFS
I'm working at 3 until 9 tonight. I honestly thought I was only working 6-9.
WHICH MEANS.
Orders will be coming in and I'll have to put them away. Which means I'll be sore all over. Again. Plus this fucking essay - I won't get what I wanted to get done today. I'm bringing my books with me and I'll attempt to get something done while there are no customers. Better than nothing.
WHICH MEANS.
Orders will be coming in and I'll have to put them away. Which means I'll be sore all over. Again. Plus this fucking essay - I won't get what I wanted to get done today. I'm bringing my books with me and I'll attempt to get something done while there are no customers. Better than nothing.