So I work at Things Remembered #412, Fort Myers, FL. I suppose that the manager for #429, Naples, FL, quit so now they are short an employee. That store is an hour away from my house, but they want me, out of all the other stores in the region, to go to work there. I don’t know what’s so special about me? I just got in trouble for counting out the cash in my drawer early a few nights before closing.

So now, I was supposed to go to a party tonight and it doesn’t look like that’s going to happen. And I was supposed to go to my aunt’s house before that, and that’s not going to happen either. But they are paying me forty cents for every mile I drive, and my car only uses sixteen of those cents per mile, so I’m going to have a little bit of extra money. And on top of that, I’m getting more hours. So, honestly I’m grateful for that.

I just wish that I didn’t have to go to work tonight, of all the nights in the world. I may still go to the party. You’ll know tomorrow because if I do, there will be a picture entry!

I hate how life just throws shit at you all the time. Am I allowed to say ’shit’ on Hello Kitty’s adorably juvenile website? If I get yelled at by Sanrio moderators then I guess I’ll find out, right?

Heh, thanks for reading this boring old post.

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