The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. ~Erma Bombeck
Sunday, July 08, 2007
2nd Job...timeclock
Its really odd using a timeclock after all these years. I am fitting room attendant from 11 to 630 today. I think the supervisor here, Jennifer, hates either fat people, white people, or guys. Or fat guys, or white guys or fat white people. Fitting room is the sh*t job. It sucks to basically have to handle clothes and hand out little plackards to people with the number of items they are taking in. Well, at least the muzak is decent. I have not heard one country song yet. Gettin' Jiggy with it is playing right now. I'm a Believer before that...
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