another day at work

"it's alright. i didn't hear what she said but i knew she wasn't angry. she laughed. it's not like she was going to go get her rifle. people don't usually laugh after that."

i like this job. it's oddly inspiring at times. 
other times, it's boring as all get out. 
sometimes i wish i had a different job, but then some cute little old lady will come in and give me pretzels. her name is elinor. 
i should get back to work, and by back to work i mean back to looking up things on the internet. like facebook. definitely intellectually stimulating.