May 25, 2011 21:02
I think I'm coming down with something. When I got home, after 8.75 hours, I thought it was the lingering effect of some benadryl. But it's been too long and I've taken a nap, so I don't think so. This weak, shaky, light-headed thing can't be right.
PS: I forgot to tell my gas receipt story! Okay, I had to gas up my truck and after I did, the machine was out of paper so I had to go inside... and wait in line. I finally reach the clerk and he doesn't understand what I want. After he eventually understands what I want, he insists he can't give me a receipt and directs me to go outside and get it from the pump. This results in an argument (naturally) until he helplessly tries to pull up a receipt. Last, he goes to fetch the manager who does it in thirty seconds.
Total time lost: 15 minutes. For a gas receipt.
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