JOYCE WAS INSANELY TIRED AND BITCHY ALL DAY AND IT ANNOYED JACK. THE END.

Get shitty aisle in Sweetbay, slowing me way down. Get angry, stop giving fucks, stop pretending to count half the facings.

Still pretend to count 1,1,1,1,1 of some soda, cuz it's too obvious. Finish that section and bossman comes around and says, "Recounts done, stop counting every facing."

Last sections are all energy bars, have to count every facing regardless. Then recounts, have to count every facing again to be recounted properly.

Carpooling to that job, I don't remember what I was thinking of, it was something really random. But, after creating a juvenile fantasy world, coworkers just start talking about same subject for no reason.

While failing to fall asleep carpooling to the next job, my brain gets primal and starts thinking of sex. "I really want to see Cute Coworker get spanked."

"Hey, Joyce, have you ever been to The Castle? The best time to go is Fetish Night!"

Then crazy stuff happened at that job, but that deserves its own ranting post.

On the drive home with Joyce, we're talking about SOMEBODY THAT I USED TO KNOW at length. As soon as we turn on the radio: doop doop doo doop-do-doo-do-doo...

XD

Finally driving home, turn on the radio, exactly the start of the instrumental ending of NIN's Closer. How? Every damn time?

Stella knows, I have psychic powers some times. But today was just ridiculous. Totally serious.

you aren't kidding

Also, I don't think Joyce has ever annoyed me.

I'm glad to be home, texted out of work tomorrow, but kinda really want to be getting wasted on mead.

Start watching DS9, last night. Jenna becomes a Trill the next day. Maybe that's stretching it...

Pffft. I'll annoy you eventually.

Also, I know my wrist is fucked now.

I can barely lift my meadbottle without excruciating pain.

If it wasn't Mel, I'd say you shoulda just stayed off the clock until you could find a working lazer and machine. Internal scanner + autoshit? I seriously would've went bat shit on someone.

Yeah, I got scheduled for another BAM on the 8th of May...when I have two 7/11s I'm running the next day.

Fuck that noise. *cancels(

" *exactly the start of the instrumental ending of NIN's Closer. How? Every damn time?* " EVERY goddamn time.