Sunday, June 3, 2007

OH! SHIT! IT'S! DR. TRAN!

Brandon! If you're even reading this! If you tell mom about the below mentioned things I will be forced to kill you. Heh.

Soooo! THIS MORNING! I woke up late again and walked half way to the bus stop and realized I forgot my Monsters. Ran back, grabbed Monsters, headed back to the bus stop. It's Sunday. The only bus running that early was the 222 and it came at 7:17. That was at 7:29. Heh. Realized I was totally fucked, so I went back to the apartment, got in my car and drove to work. Heh. That was uneventful. But I was still pretty fucking freaked out. Although I find that I'm much less uptight about driving when no one's there to criticize my every move. So yeah. Got to work 9 minutes early, sat in Dr. Tran and smoked until Kent (one of my managers) showed up.

But oh god... I was so goddamn paranoid about that fucker getting stolen or something. On every break I went out and sat in it to make sure no one would fuck with it. HEH.

Actually reached my 'goal' today at work. I'm amazed. For some reason (I'm blaming it on how the stockroom was rearranged), I've been slow as fuck lately and have only been able to get like 8 boxes of shipment processed per day. MAX. Today I got 15. Proud? Proud. Still should be more, but I'm workin' on it.

Anyhow. I was dreading the drive home allllll day. 'Cause at 7:40-ish in the morning, NO ONE IS DRIVING TO THE OUTLET MALL. It's magical. But at 5pm is another story. It really wasn't that bad, but still. I came to a red light at the stoplight on 88th where you can turn left to go northbound on I-5, and out of nowhere two cop cars come barreling forth. To get me. Heh. No. They got on I-5, but I was still freaked out by it. And I got home without incident. Phew. This is totally never happening again. Heh. Seriously.

DAY OFF TOMORROW. AHMFUG. Then two 5am-2pm shifts in a row. GREAT. Soooooo looking forward to THAT.

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