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4 Apr 2004 09:17 amwhen i was at the post office friday mailing cookies and the arm of the starfish to
ninglor, the clerk was really rude. what is it with postal workers? he was sitting there drumming his fingers as i counted out the change... dude, do you NOT want me to pay? shut the fuck up.
my stomach's been irritable the past few days. fortunately this has not stopped me from writing things. just as i feel like i'd like to write about 75% of the time, they give me half again as many hours as i want! bastards. the sucky thing is there's no way that doesn't make you sound terrible to ask to be given fewer hours, is there?
my stomach's been irritable the past few days. fortunately this has not stopped me from writing things. just as i feel like i'd like to write about 75% of the time, they give me half again as many hours as i want! bastards. the sucky thing is there's no way that doesn't make you sound terrible to ask to be given fewer hours, is there?
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Date: 4 Apr 2004 05:14 pm (UTC)jenny says they must be giving me over the standard number (although they are chronically overstaffed and said they weren't really in need of hirees when they hired me) because they like me. i suppose i do do a good job, although it's amazing to me that anyone can fail to do a good job of sacking groceries, making small talk, and carrying said groceries to people's cars... i mean, it's not rocket science.