Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

 

It's Sunday.

I am doing very little of anything this Sunday.

I am happy about doing very little of anything this Sunday.

And before I start sounding like a Dr. Seuss book (only without rhyming couplets and doodlefluzits), I'll explain by simply saying that when I woke up yesterday, the last thing on my mind was, "Gee, I think today I'll work a 12 hour shift at the store!"

Twelve hours later, I was somehow and oddly sane. Well...as arguably sane as I get, anyways. The short of it was the only available person to work the Saturday evening shift spent all of her Saturday either throwing up, or dry heaving when there was nothing left for her to throw up. So while I can't exactly fault her for needing to call in sick, 12 hours later and I have never been so grateful for having a Sunday off. Though for the most part I was really lucky that the mall traffic almost died entirely by the time 6pm rolled around, so I was able to conserve my energy for those last three hours. (Not to mention, Mel & I commiserated the day's end with pizza and alcohol, which is always a plus in my book.)

You know, the last time I wrote about anything like this, it was...well, damn, it was one year ago, almost to the week. Except that was a 13-hour shift (thank you, Midnight Sadism--er, Madness) due primarily to an annoying nit of an employee.

Speaking of...Monday is going to be another long day courtesy of this year's annoying nit of an employee. Funny how at this current moment, I'm the only person at the store or kiosk who knows how long a day I'm about to have.

Just pause for a second and reflect upon the ominousness behind that paragraph.


In other news, I have a hankering to go and bake some cookies. This could potentially end in disaster. Then again, Shady will adore it if anything explodes, since it means more bits of food falling to the floor for her to snack on.

Today's Lesson: if it's your day off, and you are pretty darned syre you're not going to want to wake up when the alarm goes off, don't set the alarm.
posted by Phillip at 11:22 AM