myOtaku.com: Conneryalexis

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Birthday
• 1982-03-13
Gender
• Female
Location
• Canadian Prairies
Member Since
• 2004-10-13
Occupation
• Pencil pusher and paper shuffler
Real Name
• Con

Personal

Achievements
• I earned myself a University Dregree and paid for it all by myself..
Anime Fan Since
• Sailor Moon number one.
Favorite Anime
• Gundam Wing, WeiB Kreuz, Trigun...
Goals
• To turn myself into a responsible, healthy, and happy person.
Hobbies
• Staying sane, Pretending I'm funny, Maintaining my sense of humor...
Talents
• Pointing out the obvious, mixology, executing my half-decent fashion sense..

myOtaku.com: Conneryalexis

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

"And If I don't make it known that/
I've loved you all along/
Just like sunny days that/
We ignore because/
We're all dumb and jaded/
And I hope to God I figure out/
What's wrong..." Our Lady Peace (4am)

Hokay. So I left for work this afternoon feeling okay about it. Not complaining like usual. When I get there I find out that my one supervisor is being a bag again. Yippee.. So I'm glad when she finally leaves for the night and my favourite supervisor gets there..

He knows that I don't like to stay at my till if there's something else I could be doing, so he says I can do a cardboard pull.. Uh... you take all the empty cardboard flats off of the shelves.. So I go and do a couple of aisles, then tie a cardboard bale. Then go back to finish up. I find on the shelf a carton of juice (you know, the 1 litre tetras?) that had somehow gone puffy. Yes, puffy. Ticking time bomb... I picked it up and commented to my coworker, Daryl that it just didn't look natural. He commented back that it looked like it was about to explode and that we should probably throw it out. So we headed to the back to chuck it, and on the way we ran into a third coworker. I held the juice up and said to her, "Hey, Sammy, we're going to go chuck this puffy juice in IGOR, wanna come watch it explode?" I barely got the sentence out before I was drenched in rancid orange juice. Yes, rancid. All over the side of my face, down my shirt, in my hair, all over. *Napoleon Dynamite voice* GROSS. I don't think I swore though. Daryl and Sam cracked up though. At my expense. So I, covered in rancid orange juice went off to find Matt, my supervisor. He just looked at me and tried not to laugh. He really tried. Couldn't do it though. And at that point, neither could I. I told him what happened and that I was going home to shower and that I wasn't coming back. The drive home was rough.

Anyways.. Lame one-liner #78: We are all part of the ultimate statistic - ten out of ten die. *cough*lame*cough*
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