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5:45 p.m. ~ 2003-10-12
like monkies. my mom breaded some eggplant for dinner and my house still smells of good things fried up. bad (as in unhealthy) food and shopping are the two things that have the unique ability to boost my mood after being stressed out. i went shopping yesterday. work has been a major stress factor because the employees in my department have been given...no wait, that sounds positive. we have been ordered to train the 100 employees on the front end to use our computer system for the upcoming holidays. and i use the work train lightly there. its more like babysitting. who lost the keys to their till. who processed something incorrectly and didnt tell anyone. whos giving out wrong information to the members. who broke the new fucking printer that took two hours to set up and coax into working. one girl walks up, and says "upgrade this member for me cause i dont know how to do it and its too many steps to remember". i have a really good "look of death". pluuuus our regular jobs of taking care of member account, renewals, general information, refunds, we cant be hounding after all these people to make sure they put the money in the drawer that is marked for them to use instead of one of ours, thus messing up the tills. 300 dollars processed incorrectly yesterday. blargh, seriously. a bunch of us were tempted to leave on our break and walk over to the mall, get loaded at chevys, then come back and play.
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