6/24/08, 2-9pm

pick for the stereo: guided by voices - human amusements at hourly rates


filing, filing filing. putting away cds, dvds, video games, could all make my brain melt and probably will in the future. this monotonous task made my noggin feel like pudding or cream of wheat by the end of my seven hour shift. seriously, that's all i did. and after the store closed, i had to take all the extras downstairs and continue to file for the next hour or so. awesome.

notably, i did sing journey at the top of my lungs, get hit on in a very smooth and non-offensive manner (which was a breath of fresh air compared to the 10,000 teenage boys staring at video games and also my breasts), and had some neighborhood weirdo follow me around talking about bob pollard. the worst of all was the mom with FIVE FUCKING CHILDREN, but all of the sudden it was my job to tell them to quit running in the store and climbing on the vinyl racks. while running, one kid tripped and fell; i laughed at him, certainly... like, that's what you get you little bastard. go home and play yr violent video games, just don't get in my way.

dear mamas:
keep an eye on yr kids in public, please.
love,
k.

my coworkers seem cool thus far though, an interesting bunch for sure. last night, one of them, after the mom and five kids left five minutes after the store was closed, says, "is the store clear? okay. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. that was building up all day."

time to smoke a cigarette and go back to work for the 3-9 shift today. fun!