Being back in the retail sector again means that when everyone ELSE has a day off, I’m bustin’ my behind. The heady odors of lighter fluid, charred eyebrows, beer sweat, and tobacco smoke made it quite the interesting holiday. It was not a good weekend to be sensitive to scents, and I’d forgotten how much I hate the smell of beer sweat. By Monday, every muscle in my body was screaming in protest as I moved yet another heavy-as-hell case of product.
Tuesday brought a bit of a reprieve since it’s a school day. Once again I had issues with the financial aid office (for those keeping track, that makes the record 1/3) so once again I got to pay for my books out of pocket and am still waiting for them to arrive. Fortunately, I found one of my textbooks at the public library and the others are now in transit.
And as much as I’d love to continue this, my time is short. I have to be on campus early today.
Did you think this was going to be a fatblog? HAH!