Day 133

Oh, did it snow like a bugger tonight! People slip-sliding around with their carts on their way out to their cars. The wind whipping up a hell-fired frenzy. Me helping out Chuck as best I could. The cart pushers couldn't handle more than 4 carts at a time in this snow. When Chuck and I worked together, we could do 8. Teamwork, beeeeeeatches!

Oh man did it snow. Oh man were people huge jerks, leaving carts strewn everywhere. Oh man did I want to murder a few sorry excuses for people. Oh man did I not do a thing except mutter than f-word under my breath. Muttering always helps. Unless it becomes a dialogue with yourself. Then it's time to seek medical help.