Sweet Zombie Cailleach, I'm tired!
Aug. 8th, 2008 11:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm home from work. It was my first night at Dollar General. I went in at 3 PM and, by 4 PM, I was working by myself as a cashier. After 5 PM, it was just me and the assistant manager, Steve, who was stocking shelves after the truck delivered three trillion products. So, yeah, I was truly by myself. I occasionally had to page Steve to the front but, for the most part, I let him be and I think he was happy about that, considering he was so busy. I've never been a cashier before, so this was a fun new experience. The number one lesson I've learnt so far: when you're a cashier, you can no longer run away from people you've successfully avoided in public in the past.
But I'm so tired. I've been wide open since 5:30 this morning, and working since 6, with only an hour break from 2 to 3 PM. I can barely blink my eyes. In fact, I'm having Aunt Tudi help me blink them, or just blink hers in my place.
While I perish of exhaustion, please enjoy this picture of me with my "big tricked out name tag."

Just for good measure, here's the latest picture of Riley-dog, doing a fine impersonation of Peter Lorre.

And one of a pretty green spider that Aunt Tudi killed with prejudice as soon as she got home from the hospital, murderous byotch that she is.

I first spotted the lovely creature in the shower and this poem sprung to mind:
Thank you, I'll be here all night, what there is left of it.
But I'm so tired. I've been wide open since 5:30 this morning, and working since 6, with only an hour break from 2 to 3 PM. I can barely blink my eyes. In fact, I'm having Aunt Tudi help me blink them, or just blink hers in my place.
While I perish of exhaustion, please enjoy this picture of me with my "big tricked out name tag."

Just for good measure, here's the latest picture of Riley-dog, doing a fine impersonation of Peter Lorre.

And one of a pretty green spider that Aunt Tudi killed with prejudice as soon as she got home from the hospital, murderous byotch that she is.

I first spotted the lovely creature in the shower and this poem sprung to mind:
Spider, spider, green as grass
Please don't bite my naked ass
Please don't bite my naked ass
Thank you, I'll be here all night, what there is left of it.
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Date: 2008-08-09 03:11 am (UTC)The other one I do is
Spider spider on the wall
Don't you have any brains at all?
Don't you know that wall's just been plastered?
Don't you know that you little... spider?
Love the big tricked out name tag.
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Date: 2008-08-09 03:13 am (UTC)Shame Aunt Tudi killed it.
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Date: 2008-08-09 03:21 am (UTC)Got it!
It's a Green Lynx Spider.
Uh... or it was.
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Date: 2008-08-09 03:28 am (UTC)Then again, the cats would have thought it a darn fine toy
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Date: 2008-08-09 03:46 am (UTC)