I had a crappy day, I picked up an extra shift today but I ended up only working less than an hour.
I have some sort of GI thing. I started my morning throwing up in bed. And it went downhill from there. I only went into work because I was hoping I'd feel better and there was no other cashier coming in until 11. But I got there and the Asst Mgr wanted to send me home, but he couldn't get a hold of anyone to come in.
It wasn't until a department mgr had to cover the register twice while I raced to the bathroom that I got to go home. Actually that mgr went and talked to the Asst and said he'd cover the register.
I managed to make it home with a stop to the grocery store for some jello, applesauce, crackers and gatorade and then I slept for a few hours.
Oh, {{askye}}. What a crappy day. Feel better~ma.
Hey smonster, I just sent you an email. I need to double check your address! Danke
Shir, I'd be happy to proof your cover letter. Just slang it to me at owltlet@gmail.com
I hope you get the internship!
Pix, I'm sorry you're feeling wonky. My post-sick sleep sched id all kinds of messed up, and the house is a mess.
Damn you, norovirus! Go away and leave my people be.
Verdi Gras was a success! I don't think we diverted mass quantities of trash, but everyone was really enthusiastic about it and we pulled it off with no major issues. I call that a big win. So happy to have been a part of the first MG recycling effort.
Now to rest a bit, eat, and then back out for two more parades (as a spectator this time). Whee!
Smonster, I just got the following OKC message:
After a rigorously brief overview of your profile, I have married and divorced you in my mind...thanks for all the wonderful fake memories. You will always have a special place in my heart.
Your ex-hubby, [redacted]
PS: I will need half your money according to our prenup. ;-)
I guess it's a thing? That's kinda irritating. It's the internet. Word will get around.
Smonster, where are you gonna watch the parades tonight? At 8th Street with the gang?
Backflung, Shir.
Ugh, I am catching uo slooowwwly with my backlog. I'm supposed to meet girlfriends out in a hour and a half, and I WANT to, but my stomach is feeling kind of gross.
I think I will drink some flat coke, watch SPN and play it by ear. The bar's really close to my house.
Nora, yes! Quick, text me so we can have the multiple media cross communication trifecta.
Smonster, I just got the following OKC message:
Huh. I assume it's not the same dude, since she's East Coast. And her's was funnier.
