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Ugh. Work needs to fucking hire someone to work weekends with me if they expect anything done other than just ringing customers up. Because for the first *thinks* four hours of my shift, I basically did nothing but run the register. For a good solid two hours, I legit did not even make it down to photo, and this is the store where most of the front registers are connected. It was just that fucking busy. :/

I also suspect quite strongly that my decision Thursday night to let the new girl work on truck while I faced the front of the store might have been a bad idea, even after I showed her how to look up where stuff goes. I kept finding things in the absolute wrong section. I don't know for sure it was her and not the two returning teens, though, so there's that.

My Rainbow High dalliance continues, as I scooped Krystal up for free on discount day at work. Huzzah! She joins cheer Sunny and Skyler (did I snag those so I could call them Sunny Sky? Mmm, maybe), though I haven't deboxed any of them yet. Maybe tomorrow, maybe Monday. My right arm is kind of cut up something weird and I don't know how I managed two of the wounds, honestly. The other two are cat or register tries to slice my hand at least once a night related.

So, so tired.