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Uhwhuh.... x.x
Last night was... ridiculously long. I had no one talkative to work with, so I stood there for twelve hours and lived in my head. Which isn't that bothersome, except for some gorram reason (*glares at Saitou*) Kenshin is pissed off and auugh. Arguing with him for several hours = not conducive to my sanity.
I am awake, not because I want to be, but because my alarm was set to go off at 1:30 and my BROTHER turned on the TV and DVD player and turned them up WAY FUCKING LOUD AND WOKE ME UP. DX *STABS HIM IN THE FACE*
I terrified some guy at work, because the skid of a certain type of hanger was stacked really fuckin' high, but I managed to get the boxes down with little difficultly (hello, I'm a monkey and an idiot one at that, climbing on boxes and skids is not conducive to one's health), and as he got one down asked if I needed any help carrying them back to my table. I picked up three boxes of hangers (we went through a lot last night), and said nope. He *stared* at me. He was only carrying one box. 9.9;; I don't understand why people don't carry more, because there's only a couple hundred hangers in a box and you go through them quickly. 9.9 I asked Jim, and then JIM stared at me and I started to feel nervous. He was like "... you DO know those boxes weigh, like, twenty-five pounds or something?"
Me: *blinkblink* Together?
Him: EACH.
Me: ... oh.
I amuse myself. ^^;
Last night was... ridiculously long. I had no one talkative to work with, so I stood there for twelve hours and lived in my head. Which isn't that bothersome, except for some gorram reason (*glares at Saitou*) Kenshin is pissed off and auugh. Arguing with him for several hours = not conducive to my sanity.
I am awake, not because I want to be, but because my alarm was set to go off at 1:30 and my BROTHER turned on the TV and DVD player and turned them up WAY FUCKING LOUD AND WOKE ME UP. DX *STABS HIM IN THE FACE*
I terrified some guy at work, because the skid of a certain type of hanger was stacked really fuckin' high, but I managed to get the boxes down with little difficultly (hello, I'm a monkey and an idiot one at that, climbing on boxes and skids is not conducive to one's health), and as he got one down asked if I needed any help carrying them back to my table. I picked up three boxes of hangers (we went through a lot last night), and said nope. He *stared* at me. He was only carrying one box. 9.9;; I don't understand why people don't carry more, because there's only a couple hundred hangers in a box and you go through them quickly. 9.9 I asked Jim, and then JIM stared at me and I started to feel nervous. He was like "... you DO know those boxes weigh, like, twenty-five pounds or something?"
Me: *blinkblink* Together?
Him: EACH.
Me: ... oh.
I amuse myself. ^^;