the past few weeks
i am very worried at the moment. eating coffee ice cream, drinking minimally pasteurized whole milk, and swallowing down numerous spoonfuls of whole milk vanilla yogurt has not made me feel better (as dairy-fests rarely ever do). the only really good thing i've had to eat today is garlic hummus. eating garlic hummus is really the only good thing i've done all day.
last night was inventory night at chamberlin's. this is my "making ends meet" weekend job. i've been going to interviews lately during the week, but i don't dig much of what i hear. i'm tired of sales, positive attitudes, and the ' we're all about the customer but remember that this is a corporation out to make a profit" crap. i guess the latter statement is true for nearly everything, as far as profits are concerned.
well, like i said, last night was inventory night. chamberlin's doesn't close on this day. i had the 11-? shift, which turned out to be the 11a.m.-12a.m. shift. it's 4 p.m. now, but it feels like 12 p.m. i feel like i'm dead.
i broke estevan's speaker wires for the 2nd time this year (sounds better than for the second time in two months). he ripped the copper wire out of its sheath because the plug was too large for the speaker's outlet. this makes the wires very easy to bend and break off; and i've become quite adept at damaging them. eventually, if i'm still allowed to touch his speakers, i imagine i break them enough to the point where they will no longer work.
i have to go now. estevan's here and i want him to think he broke it
last night was inventory night at chamberlin's. this is my "making ends meet" weekend job. i've been going to interviews lately during the week, but i don't dig much of what i hear. i'm tired of sales, positive attitudes, and the ' we're all about the customer but remember that this is a corporation out to make a profit" crap. i guess the latter statement is true for nearly everything, as far as profits are concerned.
well, like i said, last night was inventory night. chamberlin's doesn't close on this day. i had the 11-? shift, which turned out to be the 11a.m.-12a.m. shift. it's 4 p.m. now, but it feels like 12 p.m. i feel like i'm dead.
i broke estevan's speaker wires for the 2nd time this year (sounds better than for the second time in two months). he ripped the copper wire out of its sheath because the plug was too large for the speaker's outlet. this makes the wires very easy to bend and break off; and i've become quite adept at damaging them. eventually, if i'm still allowed to touch his speakers, i imagine i break them enough to the point where they will no longer work.
i have to go now. estevan's here and i want him to think he broke it