Figures. My weekend was full of awesome and then turned to complete and utter shit within a few seconds last night. I don't care to elaborate.
Today was better. Had a really foul mood going on the first couple hours of work and was looking for a reason to punch someone in the face, but Mike cheered me up a bit. The store was busy as hell. It was ridiculous. Replenished shoes and flip-flops, cleaned up the stockroom and then Chelsey busted her head open on the door to the garbage compactor. It sucked. Blood was dripping from her head but she ended up okay. Shelby wrapped an ace bandage around her head. It was awesome. I wish I had my camera...
Off at 4, went to Schuck's to buy brake pads (FORTY FUCKING DOLLARS!), stopped by the library for a 1040EZ but remembered too late that it was closed for President's Day (turns out mom had already picked some up anyway), went home. Yay.
I need to do laundry. Then I think I should try to call Terry. Yep.
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