We owned the goddamn YC floorset this morning. OWNED IT. Yay. Then two people called out and I got to ring for pretty much the rest of my shift. Awesome job, guys. Pffftt.
I was so pissed yesterday. I looked at my schedule to make sure I'd be able to hang out with Terry on his birthday tomorrow and realized HEY! It says 5-close. FUCK. But Shelby asked me this morning to come in at 5am tomorrow instead for men's floorset because people keep fucking calling out. So all you assholes saved me. Thank you muchly. Foodz are in order. And tattoos might be also.
So today I must do laundry and re-dye my hurrrs and possibly go pick up a couple cartons of smokes. 'Cause I forgot to on the way home. Guh.
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