19:50 - 11.12.2007
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got to hand it to dalin, the seafoodlead, and tim, the meatcutter. i walk in the store, sobbing hysterically because dallben, my boy bunny, is acting weird, and i was late because i missed my exit, and i ate food i didn't want, and i hate my job. "what's up?" tim asks; raised eyebrow. "not much." then, "everything okay?" asks dalin. "fine." so dalin tells me funny little nothings to make me laugh, and tim makes fun of the new newguy until i calm down.

enough to make me wonder why i want to quit.