worked late last night, trying to set up the ad. i didn't even get half way through with it, which is dumb, but we were short a person, so i spent the majority of the evening on a register. i'm sure the 7 am crew loved the fact they had so much to do when they came in, but... i shrug in apathy. i know that i'll probably be given a lot of it when i go in at noon today, which i'm totally fine with. a project like that means not being on a register, so...
this next week will SUCK as a cashier - some jerk put an ad in our paper saying that a hundred pack of DVD R's are $9.99... when they're REALLY on sale from $59.99 to $24.99. i already had one regular customer come in last night, who is usually totally cool, end up leaving screaming at me when i refused to give them for ten bucks. hi, here's a copy of the correction notice we're supposed to hang on everything. you may have not seen it, but besides - you have an ad that goes into effect on the seventeenth - it is currently the sixteenth. so if you want to get right down into the specifics of 'well, the paper says right here that it's $9.99', then i can also say 'the paper says right HERE that i don't have to do shit about it until tomorrow. good day, sir.'
school starts tomorrow! i'm excited, yet a bit nervous and sad that i have no more super duper free time until december. ah, well.
the cat is SO getting fixed, first chance i get. sheesh, shut UP, woman! i so wish you could reason with a cat - "bacci, my dear, you've been in heat other times and have roamed around the house yelling "hel-LO! hel-LO!" and have never found a boyfriend before, what makes you think a cat penis is suddenly going to present itself now?"
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