the longest 4 hours
wow is all i gotta say...i had a small 4 hour shift at work today and it just went by soooooo slow. people could tell i wasnt myself today. if this is suppose to be the right thing, than why the hell does it feel so wrong?!?! at first i was thrilled about it, but i guess that was all the adrenelin from bein overly pissed! now that ive settled down, reality kicks me right in my posterior! but hey, i ended it, i have to live with it...to top the down, slow day at work, my foot was run over by a pallet jack, and for yous who dont know what that is, its fuckin HEAVY!!! it went right through my thick work boots and as soon as i took my boot off, the top of my perfectly clean sock was dark red! oh man it hurt like hell. i didnt have time to bandage it up cause there were soooo many customers at the frame counter, so i was out there with one boot on, and i was walkin up and down the framing section finding frames for everyone...finaly some lady noticed my bleeding toe and said "oh you dont need to help me, you need to help yourself", i told her i was fine and finished making my sale :) now hows that for fuckin customer service!! damn, i should really be makin more that what i am there. oh well...oh well seems to be my most used fraze lately. right now my heart is racing and im still feeling shitty bout what ive said and done...please someone tell me if ive done the right thing?!?!