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Two days of working six hours shifts and I'm... I don't know. Getting there. I think. I'm doing pretty darn well with the register (I didn't know coffee had SO MANY FREAKING OPTIONS MOTHER OF LOVE), and I've been told by a few coworkers that I've been learning a lot faster than they had, and whether or not it's true it makes me feel a little bit better inside omg. Weirdly enough there is another Sarah Ann with a last name that starts with a 'H', and we were like, "Dude!" and, yeah. Everyone's been pretty nice and patient which is awesome, because I ask about 40 billion questions. OH WELL.

I have found that I need to write, like an aching in my bones holy crap my insides are going to absolutely break if I don't wax poetical about some damn thing preferrably Winchesters YES OKAY. So I am. Therapeutic? Oh yes.

AHAAHAHA THESE PICS ARE SO MUCH FOR THE WIN ALSJDFLAKSJDFLS. Oh, Jared. I can't stop laughing omg. Also ftw? These behind the scene pictures. These boys. They kill me ded.