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Let's just say that this 4-day weekend has been a loooooooooooooong weekend... I worked thursday, friday, saturday, and today. That's a lot of working. I think out of all the days today was the longest. I worked from 9-4 and let me tell you I hate breakfast. I don't really know it that well. So yea and then we got a lot of rushes throughout the day during lunch and Gladys was like really slow on getting the orders out and then she was telling me that our times for drive-thru were up. I'm like what do you want me to do about it lol... Then Penny made me scrub the walls oh joy lol. While her and her darling daughter, Gladys, sat out in the booth and talked. Fun. Although Friday night was totally fun. Phil was just plain hyper he kept asking me to show him my mad face. It was totally hilarious. Bc when I got my break food Phil put the stickers on it in the shape of a mad face. wow... So yeah finally I got home and Christina came over and we had some fun times and some serious times etc. I cried about Charcoal again bc I was really thinking about how death isn't something to joke about. Many of you are proly like he was just a pet so what, but he was more than that to me and I just can't stand when people joke about death after what has happened to me and they proly can't even begin to comprehend what I felt that night. Sorry ab the rant but that really bugs me. So... I think I'll end this here on a sad note I suppose...