Broke Down

I got an iced coffee during my “lunch.” Still, 16 points is better than 50 at this time yesterday. If I have a fairly low-point dinner, I should be fine.

How long is this girl on break?! She was here when I came in and is still here.

I should stop at Walmart on the way home. I have returns and need a few things. But it’s so damn cold. And it’s a late day.

I think Annie has successfully gone back to 7-3 everyday. I wonder how she pulled that off, when I was unable to. She might work on weekends, though. Full-timers are supposed to, I guess, but they don’t make me.

Sally was nice to me this morning. She reminded me we have to wear the “We’re hiring” buttons because the big bosses were here this morning. Finally, I’m not new anymore, yay!

Would it be dumb to open a soda now? I have 3 minutes and my next break is at 3:30.

I don’t care, I’m gonna do it. I’m flippin’ crazy. I live on the edge. I’m a freak!

Except now I’ve only got one minute left. Chug, chug, chug…

It would be way better if you could see my pompous ass smirk, but no one’s in here to take my picture except me.

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