Well work last night was fairly easy. It wasn't overally easy though, it was more of a pain in the ass to begin with though. Because it's christmas, and the store is open until 7 (it's open until like 10 the week before christmas) we aren't allowed to bring out pallets of stock to be broken down. So we either have to do it outside - where it's hot (you sweat just standing out there) - or we do it in the backdock, where it is even worse because there is absolutely no room to move out there. Besides the fact that we can't do what we normally do, things were fairly easy. I was kind of helping bring out stock when we were able, but even trying to do that was almost impossible. There were so many customers on the floor, I was having a hard time trying to move around with people just spaced out enough to not be able to cut in front of them. Damnit, they should all stop shopping at 5 so I can work easier. There wasn't much stock to be brought out anyway, it seems that there isn't going to be much to do while the store is open late. Oh well, means less work for me. The less work part was established when we had our tea break though. Because I worked 6 hours, I was suppose to have half an hour for my tea break. Well, tim and I went off to kfc (god that place sucks, but their chips are nice) and we spent probably half an hour waiting to be order. And hah, when we were finally served, I asked for a "large and small chips" and the girl that was serving me had the "emptiest" look on her. Well, it was more like "what the fuck are you talking about, we don't serve chips here" look. So I just gave her the look of death and waited for her to say "what". Didn't take her too long, I don't know whether she was incapable of doing more than 2 things at once (thinking about two orders in the one sentence and putting them in) or that I had confused the hell out of her. Oh well, she was stupid anyway.

Anyway, we were suppose to only have half an hour, and seeing as we left about 7 to get some food and we had come back about 7:30, we offically had no time left. Instead tim, jason and I sat in the tea room talking (it was more like jason and I were teasing tim and watching him become all aggrivated) until about 8:10. So, in other words, we wouldn't have been sitting in there doing nothing if there was literally nothing to do elsewhere. I "enjoyed" work though, I was having fun insulting tim, and I think jason found out that I'm funny when I can be. It was good that I made jason, and some other guy that was sitting in the tea room with us, laugh. So it was all fun and games until we left to go home. I suppose I was doing it because I haven't spoken to the majority of people I insult with ease for a while, and I wanted to see whether I could still do it with a straight face. So I think I reassured myself, and set some humourous "levels" between jason and some of the other people at work. It indeed was a good time at work, amazingly.

Other than work, I felt like I had done nothing yesterday. I swear it felt like I got up, sat in front on the tv for like 2 hours, had breakfast, played some half life 2 and then managed to go to work. Either days are becoming smaller, or I'm getting up later and later every day. It must be that it's hot and I'm becoming delerious. I think we should get air con for the whole house, and wherever else I go. Today is going to feel like it's going forever though, I suppose that's a good thing. Well, later on today I have work at like 9 until 3, so I'm either going to be really tired when I wake up, or I'm going to feel like shit. These late nights don't help me too much when I have work early in the morning. In all honesty, I think having less sleep makes me more awake. If that's possible. I mean, I always feel more awake if I have next to no sleep. It may also be the fact that I wake up by myself and not having someone wake me up. I feel more tired if someone tells me to get up. I have no idea why though, it's always the worst. I think later is going to be a "feel like shit because someone else woke me up" day.

Grr. It's so annoying when I'm trying to blog around midnight. Because I haven't slept since yesterday morning, I still think it's yesterday. I won't think it's that late, but when I think about it, being up around midnight is really late. Specially when I'm sitting in front of my computer blogging. Oh well, I try my best to be grammatically correct whenever I blog, not like it makes much point though, barely anyone reads my blog. Another reason as to why I should do something else with my site.

One last thing, when I was leaving work today, I got into the seat and I just happened to look over at where the coons normally sit, and I see some little green (it was some darkish colour, but green sounds good) hyundai excel drove down the up ramp coming from kfc. When I saw the car before I got in, I saw it was going to drive straight, then changed their mind like half a second before they were about to hit a wall. Anyway, so I was looking around when I see a torso sticking out the window (it was more like an arm, and a head) and they were waving. I have no idea whether they were waving at me, or someone in the line of vision they were looking. I don't think it was the latter though, as when I looked around after, there was no one there (gasp!). Anyway, when I saw them waving at me, the first look that I think to do, is a "who the fuck are you" look, then I decided to play along with their friendly-ness, and I gave a "oh, I now know who you are, so I shall wave and smile a bit" look. I didn't see them after that, so either they knew me, or they think they knew me. Mazeltov.

Well shit, it seems like it's already tomorrow. I think it's about time I play some solitare until I win then go to sleep.