I don’t really have a lot to say, but I feel the urge to say something.? The question is… What?
Work was pleasant yesterday.? If you didn’t feel the sarcasm in that, please re-read it as if it were dripping with sarcasm.? Busy as hell, let me tell you.? In addition to people who had to run out and get super bowl food, there were the standard “I must only shop on Saturdays” people.? Lovely.? The usual suspects when it came to making stupid requests of cashiers, which is always worth a head shake, a WTF and an occasional laugh.? I let one of the baggers know that I was coming off of a long night out and asked him to just keep an eye out if I had a long line or a lot of big orders and come help me if he could.? He did, which? was so nice of him.? He’s a good kid.? Going to be a cashier soon.? Maybe I’ll get him a $5 gift card or something to thank him for helping me out so much Saturday.? Or would that be weird?
So, a bunch of peole kept telling me that they added me to their facebook friends, but I hadn’t responded.? To be honest, I hadn’t logged into facebook in like a year.? I created the account originally to see if I could find Jared when I hadn’t been able to contact him awhile back.? So I logged in and added the people and I’ve been playing around on facebook.? It’s amusing.? Particularly so, since I got an add from my first real boyfriend and from the guy I lost my virginity to.? Which was weird in an amusing kind of way.? So… I have facebook, and I’m willing to bet you know what my username is if you’re looking to add me.? If I don’t actually know who you are… add a note that you read my blog or something.
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