13 July 2007
♥ today is friday the thirteenth.
And I feel strangely at peace with the idea that a car might run me down on my carts shift on this very unlucky day. It wouldn't be a bad way to go, you know. And even if I didn't die or anything, I'd still get out of the rest of my shift, and I bet they'd pay me for it, what with the union and all. I mean, after that cars would probably drive a lot slower and not run those goddamn stop signs in the parking lot. That drives me crazy. And customers would probably hear about the poor little courtesy clerk who got hit by a car and they'd put their goddamn carts in the little Please return carts here! thingies instead of the other end of the freaking parking lot.
Then again, my supervisor already thinks I'm completely incompetent when it comes to buggies; he always sends someone to check on me halfway through my shift and reminds me like three times a day to stay hydrated while on my shift. K. Will do, buddy.
In any case, I hope something exciting happens today, though I thoroughly doubt I'll be so lucky.
Then again, my supervisor already thinks I'm completely incompetent when it comes to buggies; he always sends someone to check on me halfway through my shift and reminds me like three times a day to stay hydrated while on my shift. K. Will do, buddy.
In any case, I hope something exciting happens today, though I thoroughly doubt I'll be so lucky.
7/13/2007
