Bear Claws, Elephant Ears, and Very Feisty Customers

Working 3 days in a row is quite exhausting. I'm not sure I can handle my job. I love it, and yet I hate it.

I'm finding that the mood of the customers has an enormous effect on my own mood. When they're pleasant and cordial, I'm happy. When they look sad and impatient, I'm depressed. When they request elephant ears and I inform them that we only sell bear claws and then they proceed to growl at me, I laugh. And when they're bitches, well, I could very well jump over the counter and strangle them.

I have no time anymore. All I do is work and go to school. I had to take off today. I needed some John time. I'm not sure if I can wait for regents week to get here. I need it right now.

Anyway, enjoy this poem:

"In January it's so nice
while slipping on the sliding ice
to sip hot chicken soup with rice
sipping once
sipping twice
sipping chicken soup with rice"

And, of course, all seasons of the year are nice, for sipping chicken soup with rice.