But seeing as how I have...5 followers, I don't think I'll lose any sleep over that fact. Well! Life has changed since I last posted. I no longer work at the beloved bakery, I am now solely employed by that delightful beauty company and have been promoted and transferred to another location. Apparently, to the surprise of pretty much everyone (myself included), I am actually quite good at sales. This "new home" (as my new boss keeps reminding me) is in the epicenter known as the Mall of America. The plus side to this is that I have many more options to consider when it comes to dinner. The down side to this is that it's the fucking Mall of America, the sweaty pit of American culture, and I usually have to navigate through piles of screaming children and exhausted parents to get to any of these food options. Also...parking. I can't go on or else I'll get too angry.
Now I know there's a pressing, burning question on your collective mind. "But does she still have crazy stories to share from her wild and often zany life?" Fear not, legion of readers! I will always have stories to keep you entertained.
Actually, the most recent story from this job is actually of an extremely sensitive nature, so I might refrain from posting that. I went from amusing, quirky coworkers to ohmygodIthinkthisstoreisactuallycursedohgodineedtogetoutofhere.
I will say though that for the first time this evening I brought in my dinner instead of buying it from the food court and was rewarded with food poisoning. So, with that piece of information, I'm going to end this entry. I'm literally cleaned out and I need to pass out.
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