WEDNESDAYS

I hate working Wednesdays. More so than any other day, x's a billion. Wednesday means the Powerball goes out...and all the slow, old assholes come out. Also the overly picky middle-aged women equipped with 8 thousand tickets for me to check...bc clearly she is the most important person in the store. The 8 people in line behind her actually purchasing things can just wait.

Wednesday is also a truck day, which means the time I'm not printing and checking tickets I get to spend in the cooler organizing random crap. Today the jackpot is $124million, which doesn't even sound like a real number to me. It took me an hour to finish my cup of Ramen, it was so busy. And when this cute guy came in I was barely able to flirt. Sad day.

I hate Wednesdays.