today was one of those days at work where i become convinced that time has actually finally stopped. i would work for about an hour and look at my watch and it had been three minutes. there is n o t h i n g worse to me than a day going slowly. nothing. i would rather be running pell mell around the store keeping a jillion customers happy than staring at the white wall across from the store as the light changes its color all day. it makes me so tired, no matter how much sleep i did or did not get. so basically this was just a post to bitch & moan…my life is hard and days need to move faster sometimes. the end.
37 Hour Shift