Baby, I was bound for Mexico...
Well, here I am. Just got done with my shift. Sucked. I hate my job. No that doesn't quite cover it. I feel a combination of despise and loathing when it comes time to go to my shift. Of course, this feeling drives me to really seriously start looking for a new job.
I guess I don't really have anything else to say right now. I'm tired and pissed off.