Yeah, right. Well, I'm about to go in for my first shift at Kroger since the fallout of the cash incident. I've enjoyed my vacation, but I don't want to go back. I feel like Peter Gibbons from Office Space. "I don't think I'm going to go anymore." Alas, I have no choice. Not really. I just wish I had another job. Another job, though, will require me to get a degree in some field. For that, I'll need money. So, in the interim, I'm stuck in hell.
Take care, people.
Take care, people.