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   Today was my first day at my new store. I worked an eleven hour shift. It would have been a ten hour shift but i way overestimated how early i should leave and got there an hour early. To nothing. No work. I had to go sign a paper at the bank. End. I couldn’t do new plan-o-grams because the new ones are for new products that haven’t arrived at the store yet. So I just kind of sat there. I did a few chapers in the Sports and Fitness Nutrition book (which is actually pretty useful once you get past the “how muscles move” junk).

    One thing, though, is that the customers there are nicer. There was maybe one old lady that tried to get cranky, but didn’t because I was sweet to her. People in Zachary don’t give two shits how polite you are. Their life sucks and they are going to make you FEEL it. They’re rude and obnoxious. <3 Millerville customers so far.

    I’m just hoping they don’t take the position from me before I get it. I want it. Bad. Bad bad. I need it, actually. I can’t afford to work part time at minimum wage. Srsly.

    Semi-related because it involves customers, there are two things that make it OK to talk to yourself : Schizophrenia and Bluetooth.

   Completely unrelated but needing to be said even though the person won’t read it, I fucking told you we could only be friends. You don’t need to know why, and I’m not changing my mind. It’s not my fault you can’t handle that. And stop acting like a I never said that.  I was there. It was said. Shame because we could’ve been good friends.