Micro-Blog 3

Nothing really new to post, so I'm gonna blog about what happened at work today and whatever else seems important to me. Woo!

The first shift janitor is a Puerto Rican man named Gus. The guy is criminally incompetent, so rather than my usual one shift of work I did all my work and all his work. Sixteen hours of janitorial work shoved into eight hours of time really blows. The biggest issue, though, is that normally Gus supplies the small order goons with boxes. When he doesn't, they come to me. Not only did I have twice as much cardboard, but I also had fucking small order goons yelling at me all day. Gus needs a new job, methinks. If I hadn't shanghaied Anthony and Greg to help with cardboard while I did trash I'm certain I wouldn't have gotten my job done today. Fuck you, Gus!

In other news, a friend of mine seems to be going through a bit of a crisis, so I'm hoping that goes well. Kinda sucks not having to deal with that sort of shit sometimes, since I don't know what to tell people when they have to deal with it. That certain friend, by the way, should not worry about my concern. It's called empathy. It's what friends do. Hopefully the fact that people actually care will only have the effect of keeping her from hurting herself. Eh, eh? >_<

Also, I get really bored at work, so if you too are bored you should send texts so that I may converse. I do love to chat... Today's featured conversation: Crystal was hiding because her dad bought some live bunnies to slay, cook, and devour. I think the bastards are tasty. Crystal thinks things that are cute and fuzzy should be spared.

Also also, you should all go to the fireworks Sunday. We should meet somewhere. It will be wunderbar!