I had a bad feeling about today when I woke up.
That was the first thing I thought when I woke up. I thought, “Jeez, this day’s gonna be terrible.” Then, I looked at the clock. 7:15. Dang, that means I still have a while to kill, since I don’t go in to work until 9:30. Fast forward to 9:20, when I can’t get my car started because the battery is so dead. So, I finally get it started, get to work 10 minutes late to find a huge rush at Starbucks. About an hour later, the phone rings, and it’s Nathan on the line, calling out for his shift tonight. So, since no one else will close, I end up “volunteering” to do it, which makes my day 10 hours long.
At least I’ll be paid well for it.
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