Today's Mood: Worn and anxious
Today's Song: "You Belong to Me", Jason Wade
Today's RGT: Last night, I was ordered to buy $6o worth of crayons--roughly between 2,ooo and 4,ooo. I can never show my face in that WalMart again. =^^=
Today's Quote:
"Jesus loves you--I'm just His favorite." (seen on a t-shirt)

'Course, in real life,
that quote is wrong (everybody is His favorite), but innocent gigglage isn't terribly awful...right?

I really really really
don't want to be a server today. That means I have to sell alcohol. I don't really remember how to ring it up, I don't know what kind of questions to ask, and I hate having to ask for ID and then the customers get all pissed at me. Well, y'know, 'cuse me for it being the law!

The trainers' meeting didn't go off nearly as bad as I thought, but it was still rather ugly. The ideas presented are good, but the way we seem to go about achieving those ideas seems really messed up. Plus, where the trainers would have authority, now we are simply yes-men. And I despise being a mindless yes-man.

Quite frankly, I'm at the point where I despise almost everything about my job. After the total mess of a day yesterday was, my only joy seems to come out of the happy customers (which are uncommon, but still there). I need this vacation that's coming up. I almost wish that the schedule would either not allow for it or for my vacation to be forgot about, so I could quit.

I wish, I wish...

*miserable sigh* Here's hoping TABC won't be about today. Else I'd probably land myself in jail.