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people in malls are rude. more specifically, people who shop in stores like mine are rude. honestly, these people are ridiculous. this one lady couldn't figure out how to put this otp on (it's this sleevless backless number, which is worn over another top), so she gets me to help her, but is convinced im not doing it right. so she puts it on backwards before storming to my manager to get "real help". so Shelly goes over & helps her fix the shirt... fucking up her hair in the process.
of course, the end result is exactly what i told her to do in the first place.
it's wierd now, having to go to work. i only ever have closing shifts, so while i don't have to wake up early in the morning, i cant really do much during the day, as i have to be at work somewhere between 1 & 6 until the mall closes.
& i need to go shopping, but i have trouble finding the time, & i don't like Bramelea anymore (or, i like it less than i did) because of the store. i spend too much time there.
Sophy's birthday is Thursday. Thursday is PayDay. convient, no?
i have a to-do list three miles long.
of course, the end result is exactly what i told her to do in the first place.
it's wierd now, having to go to work. i only ever have closing shifts, so while i don't have to wake up early in the morning, i cant really do much during the day, as i have to be at work somewhere between 1 & 6 until the mall closes.
& i need to go shopping, but i have trouble finding the time, & i don't like Bramelea anymore (or, i like it less than i did) because of the store. i spend too much time there.
Sophy's birthday is Thursday. Thursday is PayDay. convient, no?
i have a to-do list three miles long.