I got written up for the first time in my life. It was because my drawer was off by $100. Everybody during that shift got written up.

I'm not upset about it because I have a perfect track record minus today. So one write-up isn't the end of the world.
It's the other kid who got it that's bugging me. He's only 17- and he takes retail waaaay to seriously. And he treats me like I'm a fuckin moron. He's the only person in the department who isn't impressed by my ever-improving skills as a salesperson. It was his first write-up too, and it's like it's the end of the world.
Our manager has fucked up so many times that she's had to write herself up.
I just really despise Emo kids. Even tho he doesn't wear black and write "I bleed" on everything doesn't mean he's not Emo- I guess I'm just too much of a ray of Ritalin-laced sunshine for him.

In other news. I'm applying for a newly opened full-time position (with pay raise) in our department...and he can't apply cuz he's a minor. Lolz.

And I can make a mean mint oreo cake. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/dipthonggirl/DSC01163.jpg

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holy shit. i want that cake.

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4 layers!

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now I'm hungry for cake and I don't even like cake.

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