It is so true, the weirdest stuff really does happen to me. Sometimes I think it is my imagination, nope, it really isn't. Between working as a "cottage cook" for a gay man and a grocery girl stock girl for a lesbian woman, I am pretty sure that there is never a dull moment at my job. For me its really just this constant rationalization that, "Yes, I really do work at a grocery store." I actually like the simplicity of it all now. I get teased like mad crazy for the pink clutch, which carries chapstick, Iphone, and hand lotion, I have clipped to my jeans all the time. Its all kind of endearing now. What would I do without the homosexual bosses, mentally retarded janitor, overdramatic concierge, and manager who thinks i'm his ex girlfriends twin?
About the picture? Sometimes when life drives you a little crazy you just have to turn your head, change your perspective, and have a sense of humor.
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