Just got home from an overnight shift. I love overnights, if I'm not needed too much on the floor, because I get soooooo much done. We only have 2 computers and 7-8 managers, and only one office so it's like Grand Central Station with staff needing things, meetings, private meetings, interviews, training etc. An overnight, alone in the office... bliss.
One of the head honcho guys stayed quite awhile at the beginning, so I think most of the questions they had got settled that way. All the construction dudes (doing a remerch) needed was the occasional unlocked door.
[Flipping TV channels... why is the Soprano on at 9 AM?? I guess it would seem too boring to tempt a preschooler to watch. ...And a comedy about porn?]
I didn't know how productive I'd be cause my body was sooo aaaachy. But the meds kicked in, and I had one more dose at midnight. But by morning I was achy again and SORE THROAT. I felt bad I couldn't help the gift manager more with re-placing the product but blehhhhhh. It's the kind of day when you would have called in sick, except you couldn't. Same as last year--I got sick when I was in charge of the overnight inventory shift. I was blowing my nose every five minutes.
[Minion right now: "Herb bread with margarine? Herb bread! HERB BREAD!!]
And I forgot my nice soup lunch so I ate potato chips and pop from the vending machines.
Anyway. I had more meds at home, so I'm eating something healthier, and waiting for the drugs to beat the achytude. Then off to bed.
Stop sucking my finger!!! How am I going to do Nanowrimo with this evil cat in town? Might be the first year I'm beaten. Cause if anyone can beat the man, it's Evil Minion.
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