| Dec. 24th, 2009 @ 03:19 pm tis the season |
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I had to work today on zero sleep from the night before. I won't point fingers but let's just say I'm in a relationship with the culprit and I'll never let him live this down. Yeah, I'm calling you out.
So anywho, had to be in Bloomington at 7 this morning, my mom graciously drove me. For at least the first 2 hours we maybe had 2 customers, and I folded at least 200 shirts. I was bored as hell and about to die of exhaustion/boredum. Eventually things picked up just a bit I got a stool to sit on and greet customers (lol I love my job). I haven't been feeling much in the spirit of this whole Christmas deal with the giving and unselfishness whatevs...when suddenly something melted my cold icy heart.
A little boy no older than 11 came in and picked out a hat, an expensive classy keychain, and this weird looking thing that looks like a swiss army knife (but it isn't (I don't know what it is)). I remember the total was $23.51. And he handed me a 100 dollar bill. Now either, this kid is fucking loaded, his mom is loaded and just slipped him the bill, or maybe and this is what I like to believe...his grandparents or some other relative gave him that money for Christmas and he went to the mall specifically to my store to buy some overpriced IU merchandise for his old man.
I don't know, something about that left me with a warm fuzzy feeling. |
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