I actually had Sunday off. I haven't had one of those that was not-me-being-in-TN since, um, August? I think there might have been one other time, but, wow, amazing. I slept like you wouldn't even believe. I was utterly lazy. Never managed to get dressed. Ate garlic bread for breakfast (I never claimed to be normal) and watched trashy-tv until the ( Read more... )

So this cold? Kind of kicking my ass. I called out on Tuesday and somehow managed to survive my 6 hour shift today. I am getting all the sleep in the world. My co-workers mock me for carrying around my little box of Puffs with Vicks. I threaten them with my germs. I only had one coughing fit that lasted for about 8 mins and had to keep stepping ( Read more... )

Work was one screw-up after another today. It seriously took all my restraint not to walk off the floor in a tears or giggles. Seriously, when your day is fucked already at 6:30am, you know it's going to be a long one. It was just a Murphy's Law day. Watever, shit happens and tomorrow is another day.

I've started Rick Atkinson's An Army At Dawn. ( Read more... )

I was at work bright and shiny this morning. Of course since we actually closed at 2pm yesterday, the doors were locked with a sign saying we'd be open at 8am. I was a) confused since I was scheduled for 6am and b) worried, since, you know, 5:30am and locked out of the place I need to be in. Luckily, someone from Deli did have a key, let me in, and ( Read more... )

Though, that's probably b/c in the modern-day-war-fandom-au-of-never-ending-ohmyjesus, Eddie and Haldane are kind of like my own Anne Elliot and Capt. Frederick Wentworth ( Read more... )

So, Carrie did not come home today. The hospital bed is here. My Aunt locked my dogs downstairs without food or water for god knows how many hours. I raged a little bit at that. I took a CLT CATS bus home from work. They are so wide compared to the ones in Boston/Quincy/Braintree. There was sadness though, as I realized no matter what I do, I'm ( Read more... )

( On work and feet, and working on said feet )

So, I bought a white winter dwarf hamster because I really am five years old. His name is Samwise Balburrower, since I always thought Samwise was a good name for a hamster and every time I see said hamster in his wheel, the theme from Rocky plays in my head. Mom calls him Sammie the Hammie. Yes, we are that cheesey ( Read more... )

Mom's back home now. I went back to work today, where I spent six hours cleaning up intercompanies b/c no one else did them while I was gone. Joy ( Read more... )

So, I started training one of my many replacements today at work. It was long and tiring. I'm not the best at training people, esp. not on Mondays or Fridays (my busiest days) and when said trainee takes a shower in some old lady perfume that gives me migraine-level headaches. I figure we'll keep her on the cashiering aspect of the job for this ( Read more... )