Harry Potter
As your friendly neighborhood bean slanger at the local Barnes & Noble, I feel it is my duty to update readers like you on the horrible foregoings that occurred this past Saturday, at 12:01 a.m. on July the 16th. You might wonder,
"What could be significant about this date?"
Well I will tell you, dear friend, of the horrendous 8 pm to 2:30 am shift i had to work on said day.If you know me personally, you might have heard me bitching about it for a week.
8:00 PM
I arrive and punch in. I am informed of my duty as "runner" which basically meant i was doing anything that needed to be done, if no one else had time to do it. It also involved high speed movement of the legs. The first thing I did was clean up a broken bottle my manager spilled. oops.
9:00 PM
Whew! it's getting sort of busy! Well we're not yet handing out books, but people are pouring into the store to get a place in line. Plus the donkey petting zoo totally became a bust, what were they thinking?!
10:00 PM
Things are really rockin' pretty good. Every where I look, a new potter fan springs up. Thousands and thousands amass right before my eyes! They are all sporting lightning bolt scars and scarign the bejeesus out of me.
10:15 PM
Donald Pfeffer came in to say hello.
11:00 PM
The hour of reckoning draws near! more readers pile into the store, awaiting their wonderful hardcovers.The tension is killing everyone, but mostly my swollen ankle is killing me.
*I missed the countdown, i was on break.*
12:23 PM
I broke a root beer bottle! good thing it wasn't completely embarrassing and ridiculous.
The res of the night went off pretty hectic, and I was later accosted by thirteen different Hermiones.
"What could be significant about this date?"
Well I will tell you, dear friend, of the horrendous 8 pm to 2:30 am shift i had to work on said day.If you know me personally, you might have heard me bitching about it for a week.
8:00 PM
I arrive and punch in. I am informed of my duty as "runner" which basically meant i was doing anything that needed to be done, if no one else had time to do it. It also involved high speed movement of the legs. The first thing I did was clean up a broken bottle my manager spilled. oops.
9:00 PM
Whew! it's getting sort of busy! Well we're not yet handing out books, but people are pouring into the store to get a place in line. Plus the donkey petting zoo totally became a bust, what were they thinking?!
10:00 PM
Things are really rockin' pretty good. Every where I look, a new potter fan springs up. Thousands and thousands amass right before my eyes! They are all sporting lightning bolt scars and scarign the bejeesus out of me.
10:15 PM
Donald Pfeffer came in to say hello.
11:00 PM
The hour of reckoning draws near! more readers pile into the store, awaiting their wonderful hardcovers.The tension is killing everyone, but mostly my swollen ankle is killing me.
*I missed the countdown, i was on break.*
12:23 PM
I broke a root beer bottle! good thing it wasn't completely embarrassing and ridiculous.
The res of the night went off pretty hectic, and I was later accosted by thirteen different Hermiones.