DON'T GET OUT OF BED, YOU FOOL!!!

Yeah, so today was the first truly crappy day here in Paradise. If I'd known, I would have used one the million sick days I have and stayed away from work. Ironically, I only helped maybe two customers. Usually I carry a phone and answer it all the time. Not today. And it didn't seem to help.

The day started with a conference call about the new magazine return procedures. Blah, blah, blah. Thanks for wasting nearly an hour of my time with something I could have read in a memo. When that was finally over, I had my first really heavy day-31 boxes. Ugh! Still that wasn't going to phase me, even though I had a shit-ton of other things to do. I somehow managed to get half of the magazines out and just felt yucky (I can't describe it better than that.)

I did learn something today-actually a few things:

1. Don't open the gate to the ginormic trash compactor that way cuz you'll pinch your hand! (It still hurts, btw)

2. There are like a b-zillion people living here, and they were all on 17 tonight when I was going home.

3. And hold your cup when you're pouring the milk.

Yeah, so whatever. I only have a few more hours of today and then I'll start a new day. This weekend is supposed to be in the 70's so maybe I'll do some last minute basking in the sun.

I hope your day was better.