"The sun that brief December day
Rose cheerless over hills of grey,
And, darkly circled, gave at noon
A  sadder light than waning moon."

( Bad day. )

So, my dislike of people has raised to a HIGH hatred... Like, on a scale of 1-10, it'd be about, oh, I'd sayyyy 59.34324.
Yeah, work was that bad. We have people redeeming their stupid free turkeys with their certificates from the points, and today, the system decided NOT TO WORK. And I was like 'oh great, I'm back on a register, and things decide ( Read more... )