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My life is so exciting I just rotated my mattress woo friday night

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I have this really motherly urge to straighten your shirt and pat your hair down.
I look like an owl
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On the bright side

An issue more or less resolved itself today in a way that all parties could be satisfied with.

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I’m gonna try to keep this from getting too metaphysical, but the gist of it is, yesterday we started the Store Closing Sale (tactfully dubbed a “Lease Expiry Sale.”) We’re really feeling how badly understaffed we usually are, with near Christmas-level business and only 2-3 people on per shift… getting even worse when my Asst. Manager, due to come in at 1 today, had to go to the Doctor’s at 3 and thus couldn’t make it in until 4. And hey, I’m not gonna begrudge him for having to see a Doctor, but man, we had nobody to call in, because the girl who was due to come in for 5 had, like a sane person, taken the rest of the day for herself and gone out of town.

I didn’t really feel it until the end of the day, when I just had the weight of the world on my shoulders. My motivation is unsurprisingly low so when things start going pear-shaped I’m just like “Fuck it, let’s just wait for stuff to happen.” I made some tentative stabs at the giant mountain of stock, but even that didn’t come until about an hour and a half before I was due to leave.

By the end of the day, I was getting pretty sick of the questions, which are only natural… I’m happy to explain the business situation, but everyone feels the need to ask what I’m doing next, and it’s kindly none of ya fuckin’ bidness.

So anyway, I’m gonna be working on a rotation of snappy answers to this particular inquiry, ranging from “Become a Mexican drug kingpin” to “Why, do you have an offer to make me?” to “I guess I’ll start putting my degree in biochemistry to good use and work on curing cancer.” Because goddamn, we have to amuse ourselves somehow.

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I wasn’t sure I’d make it out of that day alive

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Here. We. Go.

Today began the store-closing store, and thus the next two months of my life are mapped out: beset by headache-inducing overdone signage, repeating breathlessly all day the exact mechanics of the imaginary math behind “up to 30% off” (hint: it’s because it started at “20% off” an arbitrary starting point) with customers wanting to know all the seamy details about our downfall, etc etc.

It actually wasn’t so bad, the day went by quickly, busily, but I never felt overwhelmed. It’s going to be a tough run, but we’ll get through this.

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worb:

sabrina the teenage witch hired this balding man to play a high school student

"Hey, we got a talking cat and a magic closet on this show, nobody’s gonna notice."

worb:

sabrina the teenage witch hired this balding man to play a high school student

"Hey, we got a talking cat and a magic closet on this show, nobody’s gonna notice."

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