...back to the bull

So, Saturday I had to work 9-5 longest shift of my life. Serious I hate 9-5's on a sat. There just no fun at all. So I go almost the whole shift and I'm sweating and congested and I know what's next. I tell myself that I'ma get a bottle of nyquil before I go home. But then we get hit by a bus. A bunch of tourists from Japan come in acting like they aint never seen a kmart before. The lines got crazy long and I swear I spent the last hour helpin bag the transaction, yes 1. One transaction that equal a whopping $1,700 and some change. And as I was doin that I got into it with a crack head lol literally she wanted to lend them her rewards card so that there transaction went to her I said NO! Which of course didn't make her happy. So come 5'o clock I clock out and run for the door lol no jokes. Sunday was my 4am shift and I dragged my ass up outta bed and went. And I was doin good up until my friend Jesse brought me some nyquil, the 1st thing I do is take the shot. And like the shot heard round the world, I was done for. I left early and remained bed ridden til wed evening. Highly medicated might I ad. But by Wednesday it was time to tuff it up and drag my caboose to work and I made it lol just barely.