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Today at work... it seemed like anytime one of my managers saw me doing uhm... anything... they felt the need to tell me "good job", "great work"... what have ya.
I was scanning something on a clip strip and Neil gave me a big "GOOD JOB, HOLLY!" and a thumbs up and big doofy grin. Which is really weird coming from a strangely tall, shiney bald, "voice like superman", exceedingly uptight Filipino man.

Brandon apparently doesn't like it when someone talks about him and he doesn't know what was said (despite being a total attention whore.. he says it's different when he doesn't know what's being said). So all day long whenever he was around and talking to me (and if he's within 30 feet of me, he's talking to me) I found ways to insinuate lenghty and in depth conversations about him.
He would go all stuttery and INSIST to know what the hell was said and why me and Sam were talking about him and so forth.
He's very easily flustered and confused and I find that an amusing quality to exploit.

I spent most of my day in the stock room... and really... I prefer it that way. I got a lot of work done, I didn't have to do an ounce of reshop, and I even worked in some goofing off.

The day is a lot longer when you wake up at 4:30 in the morning.
And I'm even getting used to standing at the top of 20 foot ladders, balancing boxes and an LRT and talking on the walkie at the same time. But I don't particularly *dig* that part... and uh .. I don't anticipate that I will.

Got an RF modulator .... the dvds work now.

I shouldn't have taken that caffeine pill. But had I not, I wouldn't have even been awake long enough to do my laundry.
WHich reminds me...

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