work-ish

I figure that when both you and your night shift person - James - want to kill every dealer on your shift and are doing evaluations so harsh that, if the manager actually paid attention to them, might get dealers suspended, it's probably time to start repeating "i love my job" over and over until we can at least pretend to believe ourselves. If we didn't know what liars we were, that is.

Does that even make sense?

I put in an eval today that the dealer's "father was a hamster and your mother smelt of elderberries."
I also did one half in Japanese. I'm still waiting for my manager to realize this and tell me to stop it. In the mean time, I'm contributing to Ro's Japanese lessons.
I don't even remember the third one I did. Is that bad???

I think I need a holiday. 22 days until the convention, but who is counting? *looks around* Not me. :)