My day
Work wasn't awful, but it's been a long week. Mostly, today was annoying customers. I'm blaming it on the full moon.
Although, it wasn't all customers. Let me preface this by saying it is damn near impossible to find a topstock cart first thing in the morning. And it is absolutely impossible to do topstock without one. I only got one this morning because of Ms Debra. When I went to lunch, as I do every time, I have a bright pink note saying it's my cart and I'm at break or lunch. My blue water bottle, with my name on it, and my pink bookbag, also with my name, is on it. When I got back from lunch, some dick had used my cart, and left two huge boxes of crackers, claims and trash on it. I took it to the back and put all that shit on an L cart. I don't mind of you "borrow" the cart, but do not leave your shit on it. I am not your mama.
After I finally escaped WM, I picked up J, we went to do early voting, then to Captain Joe's, where, for once, after many years, I finally just got the salad bar, and didn't leave too full to function.
We came home, and I sat outside with very needy kitties. I was too tired to even try and accomplish anything.
I came in, had a much-needed shower, sat down, Bucky got in my lap and we had like a 3 hour nap. I literally could not wake up. When I did, it was to J telling Matthew Perry was dead. I watched Friends and Chandler was my favorite character.
Although, it wasn't all customers. Let me preface this by saying it is damn near impossible to find a topstock cart first thing in the morning. And it is absolutely impossible to do topstock without one. I only got one this morning because of Ms Debra. When I went to lunch, as I do every time, I have a bright pink note saying it's my cart and I'm at break or lunch. My blue water bottle, with my name on it, and my pink bookbag, also with my name, is on it. When I got back from lunch, some dick had used my cart, and left two huge boxes of crackers, claims and trash on it. I took it to the back and put all that shit on an L cart. I don't mind of you "borrow" the cart, but do not leave your shit on it. I am not your mama.
After I finally escaped WM, I picked up J, we went to do early voting, then to Captain Joe's, where, for once, after many years, I finally just got the salad bar, and didn't leave too full to function.
We came home, and I sat outside with very needy kitties. I was too tired to even try and accomplish anything.
I came in, had a much-needed shower, sat down, Bucky got in my lap and we had like a 3 hour nap. I literally could not wake up. When I did, it was to J telling Matthew Perry was dead. I watched Friends and Chandler was my favorite character.