okokok.
so i LOVE my one manager.
rashauna.
there was basically NOTHING to do after we closed.
so we did some running (putting clothes back where they belong.) and we got done at 9:35.
but we couldn't clock out early because Vicki, our regional manager, was coming in in the morning and would throw a shit fit if we clocked out early.
she would've been like WHY DIDN'T YOU SIZE DENIM??
BECAUSE WE DIDN'T FEEL LIKE SIZING DENIM, VICKI.
lord.
anywho, rashauna decides that we were just going to play volleyball and try not to break any lights.
ahahahahaha!
I LOVE HER.
so me, rashauna, rachel and the other tara played volleyball for like ten minutes.
we're all pretty terrible, btdubs.
and then we clocked out at 9:50.
it was great.
now my arms are sore.
ps.
matertenebrarum , fishie texted me at work and told me to tell you that she thought of you while she was eating her baked potato from Wendy's.
XD
good day, good day.