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Monday, August 13, 2007

Pandas are cucumbers mortal enemies
Hello everyone. How are you today on this nice day?

I had a nice weekend until Sunday which I will get to in a little bit.

On Saturday I hung out with my bf and a couple of my friends. Alex was in town and has gotten everything settled in at her dorm. We all went to go see Transformers. Originally we wanted to see Rush Hour 3 but instead we (well they did, I didn't mind seeing Transformers since I haven't seen it yet). It was a good movie and I can see why people felt in the action scenes. Though it did seem at times to feel like I was a bobble head in an earthquake, but non the less a good film ^__^.

Now for the my frustration for Sunday. I did inventory for my store on Sunday with a lot of the other workers. I saw my friend Edge and his mom there because they work at the inventory company that was counting our stock at B&BW. I had to be at the store by 6 am so we could get through by the time the store opened at 12. We started to count everything that was on the shelves and write down what we got on the tickets they put for each shelf. It seemed easy enough until we started to see that there were lots of mistakes.

Some would be off by one. Others would be off by more than one. I counted a drawer that had 165 things in it and the guy who counted it before me wrote the total for that shelf as 65. He was off by 100 and the other shelf he counted had 24 boxes on it and he wrote 124.

By the time I left at 4:10 that afternoon, after being in the store for 10 hours counting things, I was so frustrated and upset and tired. It made me feel like crying, and I only do that when I am really stressed out. Oh it was horrible.

Also this weekend to bring up the mood, I got my hair cut. It is very short, shorter than I usually have it. I used to have long hair but decided to cut it ater a very hot summer. So it is short short.

I hope that everyone has a wonderful day.
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