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Jul. 31st, 2006 02:57 amwent in at 1:30 today, worked 11 hours... only 9 paid. end of the month inventories kicking our ass and even with 4 there we weren't getting shit done. me staying clocked in any longer would've gotten Rorik in tons of trouble -- we'd be way over on hours, as the staffing requirements generator doesn't factor in things like having to do three huge inventories -- but we were way too busy for me to leave without feeling guilty, so of my own volition I clocked out at 10:30 but stayed and closed anyway, off the clock. didn't stay for all of closing, but only because something was fucked up and we needed a manager to come in and couldn't have one catch me there, so I left. got home, walked in the door, ate a bagel, and my phone rang, people asking me to come out, and so right back out the door I went to Mickey's where I indulged in new bad habits and someone broke into (well, not BROKE into, as I'm dumb and forgot to lock it) my car. fortunately they must've been quite drunk as all they managed to do was turn on the emergency flashers, move shit around, and steal a bag of trash that I'd been meaning to dispose of. still, a good reminder not to be lazy and to lock the fucking thing next time.
la la. I should sleep. tomorrow, work 2-10 again, and then closing on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. soyeah.
ohgod it's supposed to be 98 tomorrow, KILL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
la la. I should sleep. tomorrow, work 2-10 again, and then closing on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. soyeah.
ohgod it's supposed to be 98 tomorrow, KILL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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Date: 2006-07-31 07:29 am (UTC)because seriously. HE STOLE A PLASTIC BAG FULL OF TRASH. ahahahahahaha.
but you can still have him killed. :)