Work Work Work Work
I started work again yesterday and I wasn't loving it like usual. Usually my job is the bomb diggity and pretty much the most chill job in the world. But we got another store in this humungous glass building 2 minutes away from Honeymoon called The Cube, because naturally it assumes the form of a cube-like shape, and were moving tons and tons of shit there. And on top of that, the store is on the ninth floor, so we have to ride in this elevator. I feel like the closest I came to death in the past year was riding on that elevator, it was designed by like, 9 year old kids or something. But now im working the rest of the week at the cube, just setting it up and what not. I would much rather be working at Honeymoon but whatever,when the cubes set up it will be cool. It has an awesome view.
I really love working with my cousin Rebecca, she cracks me up. I reminded her of something and she asked me how I remembered. I said well obviously I remember these things because your more important to me than I am to you. She said no, she just smokes a lot of pot so she doesn't remember these things. It's cool because they think were working the floor really good but what were actually doing is playing silent hide and seek.
I really love working with my cousin Rebecca, she cracks me up. I reminded her of something and she asked me how I remembered. I said well obviously I remember these things because your more important to me than I am to you. She said no, she just smokes a lot of pot so she doesn't remember these things. It's cool because they think were working the floor really good but what were actually doing is playing silent hide and seek.