There's Lipstick On Her New Dress...She Hasn't Even Payed It Yet
Big Y Napkin #1:
- To be completely honest....I do NOT want to be here right now. I am tired and I've had a headache since 12:30 this morning. Four hours seems like it is going to last forever. I still have 10 minutes before my shift even begins. I just want to crawl into bed. Well, when I get home I have to move all those boxes I packed up this afternoon. I'm so excited about moving but all the time and effort it takes....bleh, a no go of course. Now we get to leave a week or so sooner because she is leaving earlier than anyone thought. I'm not sure if I want these last 10 minutes to go by slow or just quickly to get it over with...either way...I want to get it over with...oh...9 minutes now. I feel like Dick Clark giving the New Year's Countdown. Only, I'm sure that when I reach his age I won't look nearly asa good as he does...or have as much energy. Morgan is on today...and she hates me even more than Tiff. Hoe fun could this possibly be? Oh tons I'm sure. Well, I do get a break today so that's only 3 hours and 45 minutes. That isn't so bad. I suppose. Just 45 minutes longer than Monday night. I have to pay for my Homecoming dress next week. Either half or full depending on Dave. I really don't know what I would do without him...he does so much for me. ..5 minutes now there Dicky!!! Wow, I just want to go home...Dad and Morg went to Gran's...I've never wanted to go to Gran's house so much in my life...
Big Y Napkin #2:
-I've concluded something...I hate money. I've definetly grown to resent it...let me break away from that thought for just a sec...THERE IS A HUGE SPIDER IN HERE!! He isn't moving...and I'm praying he doesn't...bad news...it's on the only exit outta this place...So, back to that whole money dealio...I never have any...and I won't lie...it's all my damn fault...but who wants to admit to that?
SPIDER LOG - Still hasn't moved...may have twitched a bit...hard to tell...
Well, I've gotta race out there in 5 minutes. Definetly don't want to. I'm glad that I'm not on until 9 though. 8 is soooo much better.
SPIDER LOG - I THINK IT WINKED AT ME!!! AHHH!! *terrified*
Well, time to head back out there. *sigh*. Oh, the cruelty of this world...
FINAL SPIDER LOG - I'm sorry to inform you that Mr. Spider of Store #26's breakroom door died this evening of a fatal newspaper incident. Witnesses of this horrible crime says that Mr. Spider was at home trying to catch some air conditioning when an unknown, flying Boston Globe squashed him...he was 35 years old...Mr. Spider leaves behind a grieving Black Widow and 32432 children..
Tell me I'm not a dweeb
- To be completely honest....I do NOT want to be here right now. I am tired and I've had a headache since 12:30 this morning. Four hours seems like it is going to last forever. I still have 10 minutes before my shift even begins. I just want to crawl into bed. Well, when I get home I have to move all those boxes I packed up this afternoon. I'm so excited about moving but all the time and effort it takes....bleh, a no go of course. Now we get to leave a week or so sooner because she is leaving earlier than anyone thought. I'm not sure if I want these last 10 minutes to go by slow or just quickly to get it over with...either way...I want to get it over with...oh...9 minutes now. I feel like Dick Clark giving the New Year's Countdown. Only, I'm sure that when I reach his age I won't look nearly asa good as he does...or have as much energy. Morgan is on today...and she hates me even more than Tiff. Hoe fun could this possibly be? Oh tons I'm sure. Well, I do get a break today so that's only 3 hours and 45 minutes. That isn't so bad. I suppose. Just 45 minutes longer than Monday night. I have to pay for my Homecoming dress next week. Either half or full depending on Dave. I really don't know what I would do without him...he does so much for me. ..5 minutes now there Dicky!!! Wow, I just want to go home...Dad and Morg went to Gran's...I've never wanted to go to Gran's house so much in my life...
Big Y Napkin #2:
-I've concluded something...I hate money. I've definetly grown to resent it...let me break away from that thought for just a sec...THERE IS A HUGE SPIDER IN HERE!! He isn't moving...and I'm praying he doesn't...bad news...it's on the only exit outta this place...So, back to that whole money dealio...I never have any...and I won't lie...it's all my damn fault...but who wants to admit to that?
SPIDER LOG - Still hasn't moved...may have twitched a bit...hard to tell...
Well, I've gotta race out there in 5 minutes. Definetly don't want to. I'm glad that I'm not on until 9 though. 8 is soooo much better.
SPIDER LOG - I THINK IT WINKED AT ME!!! AHHH!! *terrified*
Well, time to head back out there. *sigh*. Oh, the cruelty of this world...
FINAL SPIDER LOG - I'm sorry to inform you that Mr. Spider of Store #26's breakroom door died this evening of a fatal newspaper incident. Witnesses of this horrible crime says that Mr. Spider was at home trying to catch some air conditioning when an unknown, flying Boston Globe squashed him...he was 35 years old...Mr. Spider leaves behind a grieving Black Widow and 32432 children..
Tell me I'm not a dweeb