Sixth Day

I'll make this short and sweet since my computer is on the fritz.

My boss said I was moving too slow, then he talked to me like I was slow. If he does it again, we'll have to talk.

I cleaned up other people's messes.

I listened to the idiotic chatter of the boys on staff.

I was super-pissed and upset for much of the day. But then I had a little chat with one of my faves and felt better.

Some woman farted in aisle one, prohibiting my work.

The farter said I should be happy to have a job, since so many people are out of work. I told her I often hate this job, but I am grateful I am employed. My gratitude level was at a minimum today, but yes, I am happy I am employed.