step one-- my left leg is a quarter inch shorter than the right. to compensate and avoid crippling back pain (you'd be surprised what a quarter inch can do) i have a little rubber lift in my shoe. now, my new shoes are wider than the old ones, so the lift shifts around. this makes it wear strangely, and is really uncomfortable in the foot vicinity. so i am bringing it in to this shoe place on elm, where they made the 1st one, to get a new one thatll fit in teh new shoes. i tried going in thursday but they had a sign up saying they were closed all week for xmas. the sign said they were opening up again this week. their schedule says theyre open tuesdays from 8am-4:30pm. i got there about 2:30 and it was closed up tight. no signs saying they were closed for new years or anything. just, door locked, lights out, fuck off.
step two--- work was ridiculous. it was consistently busy for the entire 8 hr shift, often with big lines of people waiting for little old me to ring them all up. everyone, of course, was buying tons of alcohol, cuz what's a new year if you can't get wasted and drive home and kill people? score. this guy rob was supposed to come work 5-9 (i was there 3-11) but he never showed up. thanks rob! and someone drove off w/o paying for their gas = 10 bucks. the highlight of my day was that emmy came in and said hi. she was buying gas and was there for about 20 seconds. oh yeah, and this superpretty girl came in and smiled at me a lot*. i woulda been romancin' her but i was still livid from this old guy spilling his coffee all over the counter and then walking out without saying a word. i should have beaten him with his cane. and speaking of coffee, 3 seperate times i went to make a new pot of coffee, like we're supposed to do every half hour but actually do every couple hours or when it gets low, put the filter into the thing and emptied the pot and hit the start button, only to discover upon finding a pot full of light brown water that i forgot to put the coffee grinds in the filter. 3 friggin times. well, it's better than when i used to always forget to empty the pot before hitting the start button so that the pot would overflow coffee all over the floor. that's the best.
step three-- lyzi is having a little new years party tonight. i was invited, and went by after i fiiiinally got out of work, counting on this to make my day less shitty. i got there and hit the buzzer button thing, and no answer. i stood there like 5 minutes jabbing the button and never got any response. boo. so i came home and called and no answer. lyzi, unless youre giving birth as i type this, i am peeved.
oh yeah, did i mention that a bunch of my friends went to montreal for new years, to party their lives away? did i mention that teh first i heard abotu this was from dave, after everyone going had already been there for a couple days? thanks guys. have fun.
* she bought booze so i had to card her. she was 27. she looked 20. there was this other lady who came in later, she looked 40. she was actually 23. after she left, i asked the guy behind her in line how old he thought she was. he said 19. f? i wonder how many 10 year olds i've sold to cuz i thought they were 70.