Happy Birthday Bobby!
Today is Bobby Reynolds' birthday. I have no idea how old he is, but I'm in the process of getting ready to meet up with the rest of the Friday's crew at Hilltop Bowling Lanes for a drunken *hopefully* night of, well, bowling. I would have gone to Corned Beef for dinner at 6 with most everyone else but Marshall wasn't feeling well, and we really weren't hungry. So here we are, lounging around doing nothing.
In other news, I was named Employee of the Month in August, promoted to In-Store trainer (the one and only since Andre got fired) shortly thereafter, and am looking into getting a second job in the mornings at Abercrombie and Fitch. For those of you who are familiar with my carefree buying habits, this job may be a death wish to my pocketbook, but it's basically waking up early in the morning for free clothes. Definitely less shopping for me.
Lastly, and most importantly, while we're on the subject of birthdays, my 21st birthday is in 24 days and I'll be damned if I am kept out of a bar ready to do shots when the clock strikes midnight the morning of November 14th. While I'm somewhat fearing for my life, seeing as I'm going out with Lindsey, Jill, and Becca, drinking 'til I puke could be fun...
In other news, I was named Employee of the Month in August, promoted to In-Store trainer (the one and only since Andre got fired) shortly thereafter, and am looking into getting a second job in the mornings at Abercrombie and Fitch. For those of you who are familiar with my carefree buying habits, this job may be a death wish to my pocketbook, but it's basically waking up early in the morning for free clothes. Definitely less shopping for me.
Lastly, and most importantly, while we're on the subject of birthdays, my 21st birthday is in 24 days and I'll be damned if I am kept out of a bar ready to do shots when the clock strikes midnight the morning of November 14th. While I'm somewhat fearing for my life, seeing as I'm going out with Lindsey, Jill, and Becca, drinking 'til I puke could be fun...