buddha

Holy fuck...
i didn't think i had let my finaly tuned machine of a body atrophe to the point it is right now... I swear my eyes are sore, thats how bad of shape im in.... pulled me from the backroom to help out because one of the carriage / cart russelars did a no call no show... so they send ox boy out.... 6 hours out in the rain walking around grabbing carts, 7 at a time... (more into that later) ... i am not meant for manual labor... you guys see the shape im in..... I did get yelled at thou... when they first yanked me out all they said was go around collecting all the carts and bring them thru the front door.. easy right?

so i go and collect everysingle cart into one giant chain of about 30....
the manager and my LOD were watching me... big fat buddha bulldozing a huge line of carts thru the front door. They smiled, but i had to be chided... 7 at a time unless with a partner to steer

Do you know what is better then comming home sore as hell and and opening a cold beer? Not having a beer but a large class of Dunkin donut orange mango coolata

ok, im gonna fall into a coma now
Make sure i am up before 1 pm tommorow