Various things.
I swear to God every time I see a picture of Sherrod Brown (Ohio Senate incumbent, running for re-election) it looks like he hasn't slept in a week.
TAKE A NAP, DUDE. Just, like, take a personal day, and get some rest, you're going to fall over!
Work has been strangely interesting. Like, yesterday was weird, because I had a guy who looked vaguely like Mark Sheppard AND a guy who looked vaguely like Jeff Goldblum come through my line.
I also had this cute English woman come through, and the whole time I'm scanning her stuff I could only think, ".........why are you in Ohio, wtf."
Yesterday was also my inaugaral Asshole Customer! Yaaaaay! Seriously, this woman threw a freaking fit about some shirts that were supposedly supposed to be 20% off (no, it was for cheaper items) and going on about false advertising and whatnot.
She ended up getting 30% off both of them because ONE was dirty. Moral of the story: be an asshole, get your way.
Ugh.
Sylvia is making enchiladas. THEY SMELL SO GOOD I WANT TO EAT THEM ALL RIGHT NOW. Dinner will be amazing.
I swear I had more thoughts than this. Wtf. Brain, work. Please.
But apparently not. Okay then.
In lieu of thoughts, have a picture of Ten:
And video of Donna destroying one of her toys:
TAKE A NAP, DUDE. Just, like, take a personal day, and get some rest, you're going to fall over!
Work has been strangely interesting. Like, yesterday was weird, because I had a guy who looked vaguely like Mark Sheppard AND a guy who looked vaguely like Jeff Goldblum come through my line.
I also had this cute English woman come through, and the whole time I'm scanning her stuff I could only think, ".........why are you in Ohio, wtf."
Yesterday was also my inaugaral Asshole Customer! Yaaaaay! Seriously, this woman threw a freaking fit about some shirts that were supposedly supposed to be 20% off (no, it was for cheaper items) and going on about false advertising and whatnot.
She ended up getting 30% off both of them because ONE was dirty. Moral of the story: be an asshole, get your way.
Ugh.
Sylvia is making enchiladas. THEY SMELL SO GOOD I WANT TO EAT THEM ALL RIGHT NOW. Dinner will be amazing.
I swear I had more thoughts than this. Wtf. Brain, work. Please.
But apparently not. Okay then.
In lieu of thoughts, have a picture of Ten:
And video of Donna destroying one of her toys: