Well I left the book store early today because another employee came in. Yeah. I should have stayed and worked a couple of more hours, but I wanted to relax, I've gone into the bookstore everyday this week, and while it's not bad, it's nice not to have to be there sometimes. I've begun working at Gossner's in earnest. I'm only working a few days a week. I don't want to be employeed full time again because I don't know how long I'm going to be able to stay there (only a few months I imagine). It was, well... disgusting last night. I dumped rotten milk, stuff that I wouldn't feed to pigs, though it is headed directly for a pig farm to 'fatten up the little sholts'. Some of you are saying: "Oh, yuck!" and that would be an accurate discription of this stuff. I don't enjoy it that's for sure, but I don't completely hate it. The work it's self isn't incredibly hard (not like stacking pallets) and the opportunity for conversation is ample, though not all the folk there are conversant. I also start, on Monday, opening the store everyday. That should be fun. I'll spend the first two hours by myself calling people about books and such. This will only last a month I think, then I'll be back to my usual time to come in.
By the way if you haven't noticed, I haven't yet got the link in on the Fourth of July post... I'll work on it... and I'll try to put one in on the Constitution too. My comment link is fixed however (it wasn't working yesterday) so feel free to post once again.
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