<insert any song lyrics here> Shawshank, April 17, 2024 I’m just bitching in this post. Nothing to see here. Move along. I’m tired. I don’t think I’m sleeping well at all. It’s also cold out there with high winds. So all the old people have to come in and have a pithy comment about how it’s not spring and that it’s actually still winter. They deliver these comments like they thought them up all by themselves, and not something we’ve heard 6 times before they came in would be great. Life would be a lot better if my coworkers would come in just a couple of minutes early on grocery day. That way I’m not having a train run on me with people outside wanting all my attention. Then I don’t have to come in and ring the people out. When I finally get back to what I was doing. The coworker that rolled in late is already working on it. Oh, and if the coworker that actually came in on time would listen for the bell, instead of breaking down the cardboard boxes, life would be a lot better. It would also be better if the whole town wouldn’t roll in all at the same time and be freakin needy. And the asshole that said the hose would be long enough because he too lazy to actually pull up on the right side, I’d be a happy camper. I’m tired. I’m really sore for some reason too. I just wish that I could sleep ALL THE WAY THROUGH THE NIGHT. Why is that so much to ask for. I’m tired of waking up any where from an hour to 10 minutes before the alarm goes off. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsTinyTownup early
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