Last month Juliet picked a Dean Koontz novel for the book club and everyone kind of hated her.

( LOOOOST! )

So, yes. I worked again tonight and... I don't know. My manager wasn't there, so I couldn't continue in my training, so I helped behind the counter. Just... thrown in there. I just had my cashier training on Monday (which was long and SUCKED), and never before have I ever worked a register, but it was just kind of thrown onto me today. And that was... disconcerting. Somewhat unrelated, but I made mistakes, really stupid mistakes, which is inevitable, really, I mean, I'm new, but I hate making mistakes more than anything. It's the only way to learn, I know, but augh. I hate it. It's just this whole new thing of dealing with customers, and knowing where things are, doing the right things in the right order, and shit shit shit did I get that right? I don't know, I can't remember.

I'm a worrier, and I hate that about myself. And yes, while I'm am so very fully aware that this is just coffee, and I really should just chill, everything will come to you eventually, I can't. I know things will get better. But right now it just kind of sucks.

That being said, I had a new Maple Macciato, and holy crap is it good. MY HEAD, though. Sugar and caffiene. Agh.


Also, my sister's birthday is coming up, and I totally ordered a Dwight bobblehead for her. I am so the best sister in the history of ever.