I saw Elysse at work today, which was an awesome end to an otherwise shitty day. Some cunt tried to demand a discount for a supposed stain on the coat she was buying that NO ONE COULD SEE BUT HER. I wanted to smoke her in the face with a brick ( Read more... )

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Okay. First off, we're a bilingual country. French and English. That said, bilingual Canadians are a minority. We use the metric system, sort of. We claim to do so, anyway, but still make reference to feet, inches, and pounds. We are a constitutional monarchy, which means we have our own government, but still use the british monarchs as figureheads ( Read more... )

So, originally, I was scheduled to work today, 10-5. On Saturday, Elyse called me up and begged me to take her evening shift because the poor girl has a 60-hour-a-week job elsewhere, on top of the one at the clothing place. I agreed, and she said I could work 2-9:30 so I could keep my hours ( Read more... )