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the phone rang at 6 am this morning. Phyllis: "can you come in?" it's my day off.grrrrrrr "yeah." i roll over and go back to sleep. 15 'till... i jump out of bed.
where are my keys? do i have a clean shirt? i can't find my shoe.
i clock in. 10:01. two vans. 80 large black pentecostal women. two busssssesss full of memphis kids. a lost family. a new cashier. still no coffee. a break interrupted by the manager yelling for me to hurry and come inside. apparently, one of the girls cute her hand badly. 8 stitches. i'm on the register. the longest line ever. i hit my elbow on the corner of the register while handing back change. dimes go everywhere. i look up to see a boy wearing an underoath shirt. he has the greatest smile. he asks for a pack of marlboro lights in a box. i card him. he's from st. louis. this makes me homesick. he asks if we sell matches. i show him where they are. i turn to walk away and run right into a cardboard cut out of dracula. i fumble around. the boy laughs. i laugh. it dies down.
Sarah marsupials comes in. i sell her cigarettes. i clock out. check engine light comes on. wtf?! i get home. engine light goes off. i realize that i left my check at work. i go get it and drive home again. no one is home. i log onto aol...and i'm putting my nose ring in. you have mail. i drop the nose ring down the bathroom sink. fuckfuckfuckityfuck. i'm hungry. pb and j. -no bread. cereal -no milk. bleh.
jimmy kimmel live: senses fail. lil dave. swooooon.
where are my keys? do i have a clean shirt? i can't find my shoe.
i clock in. 10:01. two vans. 80 large black pentecostal women. two busssssesss full of memphis kids. a lost family. a new cashier. still no coffee. a break interrupted by the manager yelling for me to hurry and come inside. apparently, one of the girls cute her hand badly. 8 stitches. i'm on the register. the longest line ever. i hit my elbow on the corner of the register while handing back change. dimes go everywhere. i look up to see a boy wearing an underoath shirt. he has the greatest smile. he asks for a pack of marlboro lights in a box. i card him. he's from st. louis. this makes me homesick. he asks if we sell matches. i show him where they are. i turn to walk away and run right into a cardboard cut out of dracula. i fumble around. the boy laughs. i laugh. it dies down.
Sarah marsupials comes in. i sell her cigarettes. i clock out. check engine light comes on. wtf?! i get home. engine light goes off. i realize that i left my check at work. i go get it and drive home again. no one is home. i log onto aol...and i'm putting my nose ring in. you have mail. i drop the nose ring down the bathroom sink. fuckfuckfuckityfuck. i'm hungry. pb and j. -no bread. cereal -no milk. bleh.
jimmy kimmel live: senses fail. lil dave. swooooon.