Sunday

I don’t know how anyone is ever motivated to work on a Sunday. Whenever I come to work, I get lazy and slowly drag myself around the store until I can convince myself organzing some part of the store is worth it (while still knowing in my head that the next shift is going to be ‘busy’ for 8 hours straight and use it as the excuse for getting nothing done).

Maybe I need to chug my coffee.

Or work in the freezer.

Ugh.

Is it 1:30 yet?

Maybe I can find some office work to do.

Or pretend I’m doing work. I promise I’m not usually this lazy. It’s my Friday. And I worked super hard yesterday. I think I was productive enough for the weekend, right?

Is it 1:30 yet?

No?

Ugh.

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