tired days and nights.
five days have gone by, but its all the same deal.
the weekend.
-working the weekend isnt always a bitchin thing to do.
monday.
-i didnt to jack shit but work. and work was wayy the fcuk of opposite of rockin. closing hasnt been that bad since, well...ever. i just cant wait until december. oh man am i so damn excited about that! =|.
tuesday.
-work again. but it wasnt as wretched as monday.
today.
i didnt wake until noon time. man i'm a lazy ass. haha. but who can blame me? schools done and its one of my off days. i'm still in my pajamas. man am i a depressing sight to see. i just realized i worked 4 days in a row. and 3 days out of the four, i closed. eck. it seems as if clsing shifts are getting worse and worse. the t-shirt wall is now known as the disaster area. and thats no exaggeration. when people see a sign that says, "selected printed tees for 14.99" they forget the "selected" and just go in for the sake of finding tees that are 14.99. thus, the result of the danger area. females are the worst shoppers in the world. i have to admit, guys do it better in that shop. females have this hyper-complusive disorder to touch, touch, touch and grab, grab, grab. i've learned my lesson in karma. on my shopping trips, i've made it an oath to no more unfolding tees and leaving them there lonely andn dissheveled. also, its rare that i try a piece of clothing on. i just aim, target, and shoot. after working a month in retail, i've learned to appreciate the work of people in retail. maybe this rambling on and on of work is due to pms, but hotxdamn, fcuk all the females who fcuk up the perfectly straightened piles in any clothing store. oh yah, i officially have a passionate hate for those type of girls. rar. i was about to go on a rampage. idiocy is not my type of game. FCUKl;kasfdjlkfasjlawfeoenavn;ajodvoaejfalwef;naoisdvoajfei;o. you could not believe the frustration built in my system during that period of time. but enough complaining. the only thing keeping me alive at my job is my co-workers and the bomb ass discount. word of advice: never take a position in retail, especially if its a store you wont be shopping at. i'm through with this entry. i'm stopping now before any bitchiness decides to crawl out.
<3xo,
catalina
the weekend.
-working the weekend isnt always a bitchin thing to do.
monday.
-i didnt to jack shit but work. and work was wayy the fcuk of opposite of rockin. closing hasnt been that bad since, well...ever. i just cant wait until december. oh man am i so damn excited about that! =|.
tuesday.
-work again. but it wasnt as wretched as monday.
today.
i didnt wake until noon time. man i'm a lazy ass. haha. but who can blame me? schools done and its one of my off days. i'm still in my pajamas. man am i a depressing sight to see. i just realized i worked 4 days in a row. and 3 days out of the four, i closed. eck. it seems as if clsing shifts are getting worse and worse. the t-shirt wall is now known as the disaster area. and thats no exaggeration. when people see a sign that says, "selected printed tees for 14.99" they forget the "selected" and just go in for the sake of finding tees that are 14.99. thus, the result of the danger area. females are the worst shoppers in the world. i have to admit, guys do it better in that shop. females have this hyper-complusive disorder to touch, touch, touch and grab, grab, grab. i've learned my lesson in karma. on my shopping trips, i've made it an oath to no more unfolding tees and leaving them there lonely andn dissheveled. also, its rare that i try a piece of clothing on. i just aim, target, and shoot. after working a month in retail, i've learned to appreciate the work of people in retail. maybe this rambling on and on of work is due to pms, but hotxdamn, fcuk all the females who fcuk up the perfectly straightened piles in any clothing store. oh yah, i officially have a passionate hate for those type of girls. rar. i was about to go on a rampage. idiocy is not my type of game. FCUKl;kasfdjlkfasjlawfeoenavn;ajodvoaejfalwef;naoisdvoajfei;o. you could not believe the frustration built in my system during that period of time. but enough complaining. the only thing keeping me alive at my job is my co-workers and the bomb ass discount. word of advice: never take a position in retail, especially if its a store you wont be shopping at. i'm through with this entry. i'm stopping now before any bitchiness decides to crawl out.
<3xo,
catalina