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Customers of the day:

The old(er) guy that I got to stand and talk to for about 5 minutes. We started out joking around when I was trying to describe how he should slide his credit card through the reader and said "just like that, but strip down sir" and he threw an eyebrow at me and got a Dirty Old Man glint in his eyes.

I had to explain that that phrase didn't actually contain any verbs.

The other best customer of the day was the little boy accompanying some adults who was giving an extremely animated lecture on various dinosaurs and which one was the biggest and the baddest and how you wouldn't want to "mess with Tyrannosaurus Rex, he's one serious dinosaur!!!"

So yeah, I've been working and working and working. I need to do something else. Preferably "something else" as in get laid.

Oh, be quiet.

I'm working 60 hours a week, my car is acting up (thus adding yet ANOTHER GODDAMN BILL to my list of stuff to pay), and I haven't seen my boyfriend in over a month. I need a day off from both jobs (got that coming up, actually - on my birthday! Whoo!), my car fixed, someone to come clean my messy-ass house and some damn sex. HMPH.

That's about it. I'm alive.