Aug 26, 2008 17:23
Do you ever get to that point in your workday where you just stop caring? Usually towards the ends of a shift, it's that pivotal moment when your outlook shifts from customer service to entertaining yourself.
I experienced that today. It was liberating. I answered the phone as Stacey, Amanda, Brad and Cinnamon. I told some kid the candy he was asking about cost fifteen dollars. I pretended to look up CDs for customers and told them we didn't sell them. I told some chick on the phone that we didn't carry Enrique Inglesias...she believed me.
It's become quite a beautiful day. I'd love to hang out with someone and wax positive about the weather; boyz.
Good day to you.
hang,
work,
farce