I got the "easy" aisle!
So, I got to work and had to help push stuff back in the spaghetti/sauce/noodle aisle for an hour before we all got called into the Back Room to be debriefed on the night's work and get assigned to our aisles. ...And as "Jake Castellone" and Mr. Dick were calling out the aisles and who was counting in them, I'm waiting to get my name called... and it's getting into the higher and higher numbers, which means it's getting closer and closer to the Frozen Food Aisle... But then they come to the last aisle on the list, the Bread Aisle: and my name got called. Now *that* was an easy aisle, since it covers only one wall, and it was pretty well stripped from people shopping earlier... but then we had to start the inventory before the store closed, so we had to count the stuff around people shopping... We finished that aisle pretty quickly, so then we went on to count the pita bread near the deli; and since I was the tall one in the group, I had to count the cans/bottles of olive oil on top of the specialty cheese case. But we were out of there before nine p.m. No horrors. No things-falling-on-my-head-and-braining-me. No getting frozen stiff as a board. In fact, it went as smoothly as last year went badly.