And my feet hurt.
2004-10-12 @ 1:33 p.m.

So, let me tell you about my day at work. I got there at nine oclock for my nine to two shift. From nine until twelve there were zero customers in the store, so for three hours i stood at the front watching the video of the BCBG fall collection show, waiting for it to end and pressing rewind, and then play. I did this several times until new prodcut was delivered and we proceeded to unpack and steam all the new clothes. This was an equally boring and redundant task. Around eleven thirty I think it was, I realized that I had forgotten to do my Communications homework. Funny how we casually forget to do the things we loath. Nevertheless, I asked Jodie if - since it was so dead - I could go home early to study and get ready for school. Of course, this was not possible since my duty-of-the-day was to cover breaks for everyone else. So, not only did I stay for my whole shift, I also missed my lunch break. I was so tired on my way home this afternoon I thought I was going to puke all over the crazy old man sitting next to me muttering about the guy across from me's book. Needless to say, I am yet again skipping out on my communications class, only this time instead of hanging out with Jeff B I'm staying home to cuddle myself and play video games.

Fuck. I am awesome.

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