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Oct. 16th, 2006 11:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caithreamThis has, in fact, MADE MY NIGHT. Or week. Or something. MICHAEL J. NELSON MARRY MEEEE.
A coworker called this afternoon right before I went into work, asking if I could trade my Friday hours with her. Her 5:30 to close hours. And I said yes, because apparently I'm too freaking nice and the word "no" is nowhere in my vocabulary. Friday night is the busiest, and I am still not up to par during rushes, and oh noes. But I was told I'll probably just be doing dishes, or something, and seriously, how much fun is doing dishes for six hours?!! The answer: not much. Geh. Oh well. I'm kind of nervous, but, man, when am I not.
GUESS WHAT, FLORIDA. It's the middle of October. Time to start getting, you know, below 80 degrees during the day.
A coworker called this afternoon right before I went into work, asking if I could trade my Friday hours with her. Her 5:30 to close hours. And I said yes, because apparently I'm too freaking nice and the word "no" is nowhere in my vocabulary. Friday night is the busiest, and I am still not up to par during rushes, and oh noes. But I was told I'll probably just be doing dishes, or something, and seriously, how much fun is doing dishes for six hours?!! The answer: not much. Geh. Oh well. I'm kind of nervous, but, man, when am I not.
GUESS WHAT, FLORIDA. It's the middle of October. Time to start getting, you know, below 80 degrees during the day.
