Jess. 21. Boston.
I've never been so bitter.
i should leave for work early so i can get a coffee….
So this is the day I’m having.
There’s THREE FULL ROLLS of exposed 5x7 paper in here because someone is an idiot and loaded the magazine wrong but yeah the bag burst so I’m just chillin on the photo floor crying about my entire life.
This week is not going well.
our house… is a VERY VERY VERY FINE house
I spilled red juice all over my white lab coat I look like I murdered someone.
this customer comes up to me looking for sunglasses and I’m just like “i don’t think we have any yet” because I haven’t seen any and ten I see that we have like Disney princess ones and I’m like “except for these” and he puts on some Cinderella glasses and is like “yes…yes these speak to me”
mentally preparing for the next 4 days because they will be hell.
so we have these bouquets of flowers out for easter and today my co worker was ringing someone out and she was taking a while and she was like “i hope i’m not holding up the line” and my coworker was just like “nah nobody behind you but flowers”
and then i chime in all “yeah but the flowers can get very impatiens”
So apparently my manager somehow saw this picture and today when I was asking him about my yearly review/raise he was like “so you need this raise to support your wine addiction, right?”
And I just about died because he never makes jokes.