Work sucked today. Seriously. I never want to set foot in the goddamn stockroom again. I hate it. HATEITHATEIT. Other people have taken over since I've been so preoccupied with the shoes and so it's no longer my baby. I have no clue which effing way is up in there anymore. Spent a good five hours of my shift grabbing coats from the ceiling in the stockroom and putting them out. Which is no big deal normally, but there's so many boxes of overstock sale everywhere that there's not a lot of room to move the ladder about and the conduits along the ceiling have taken to SHOCKING US when we grab coats. So that's fucking awesome.
I can't fucking wait until winter is over. I hate dealing with all these fucking coats.
Anyhow. When I finally got off work I went to Walmart and got nothing, then went to Kmart and bought a tiny bottle of Lucky No. 6 ('cause it's SO expensive in the perfume stores in the mall and even in the Lucky store) and some fluffy leopard print slippers. Oooo.
I really need to get on Christmas shopping. Seriously. I should probably start ordering shit tonight. 'Cause I really won't find anything for anyone anywhere other than the interbutt. Although I did get a start on Terry's gifts today. Yay. My baby's so effing spoiled.
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