Ugh...
Today was my first shift in ten days. Back in the store I said I would not working in again. I suck! I need to be more decisive, but all my well thought out diatribes vanish when actually confronted with an actually social situation.
I need to find a means of productivity which involves a minimal amount of social interaction. Become a forest ranger? Time to go back to university--which begets the need for more dinero.
Slave to the dollar.
Today was my first shift in ten days. Back in the store I said I would not working in again. I suck! I need to be more decisive, but all my well thought out diatribes vanish when actually confronted with an actually social situation.
I need to find a means of productivity which involves a minimal amount of social interaction. Become a forest ranger? Time to go back to university--which begets the need for more dinero.
Slave to the dollar.
So that Reese's page didn't tell me anything about the addictive chemicals they put into them. I know they have to be doing something. No candy bar should be that delicious.
You could be a file clerk or something, work in a little room in the back all alone. You'd never have to talk to anyone. I've always thought I would do well in a file room.