for real...
Now, after all those silly entries, I owe my adoring public a real entry. I started working my crap job at Sears today. Basically, it involves moving things between the store room, the tool department, and back again. The woman 'training' me is an older divorced woman, who generally seems fairly bitter at everything. This is because, according to her, she is more or less the only person in the store who knows how to do anything right. Every retail store has one of these women, and every other person in the store knows who they are, and steers clear of them. With my vast experience in the world of retail, I recognized her as the store-bitter-woman within ten minutes of beginning to work with her. This being accomplished, I knew that I could not take seriously more or less everything she told me over the next few hours. During the afternoon, I got to work further away from her, which was nice. I got to know a few of the guys closer to my age, and gained acceptance by being my normal, amiable, and slightly disturbing at times self. I don't want this job very much, though. Hopefully something will come up soon that allows me to leave. Maybe even tomorrow I will find something. God willing. Now, I am hungry. Adieu, loyal fan base. Watch Dean speak to the convention tonight! Give 'em hell, Howard!