Here's A Post For You, Jessia

Yeah, so I love my job so far. It rocks. Tuesday was my second day and I got to help pick out clothes for some people and it was fun; it's like playing with Barbies and dressing them up except, you know, they look like real women. I like talking people into stuff. :) Also, my boss rocks and I loooove discounts...mmm. Discounts. Basically, working there makes good use of my mad OCD skills, 'cause I get to fold things (ha ha, I like to fold things...a lot) and make sure tags are in the right place and sizes are sequential...ah, order. Ringing in sales, doing the whole dressing room thing, making sure no one shoplifts. I found out there is a really high rate of shoplifting in Lawson, like, a lot - even in Ricki's. And not just like, teenagers or whatever, but like, old ladies and businesswomen and stuff! I kinda want someone to try somethin' just so I can jump 'em. That would be awesome.

Anyway, yeah things are going really great and I like it a lot. I won't be working full shifts until later, so for now I'll have to "suffer through" an excrutiating 3 whole hours of work at a time. I know, I can hear the violins playing for me in the background. It will be sooo hard. Just jokes. I can't complain. I start work at the Body Shop on the 31st and then things will start to get crazy, but it'll be awesome.

Man, I'm not used to being this optimistic or peppy - it's kinda making my head spin. Ugh. Ok, maybe I'll have to tone it down later, 'cause I'm not sure I can take all this happiness. Shudder... ah, that's better. I feel like me again.