Day three of the bookside was better than day two which is surprising because I was all alone. But I started to feel more comfortable with the job. Plus things were slow, so I spent most of the shift calling customers to tell them their orders were in. Let me tell you, some people have some weird stuff on their answering machines.

My bookside training continues next week, but I'm less than excited about the times that I work. 6 AM Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Do you realize what time I'm going to have to get up to be at work by 6 AM. Badness, Batman! I like to live in a fantasy world where 4 AM doesn't exist.
The situation is made worse by the fact that I have class each of those nights. Class goes until 9 PM or 9:15 PM. This more or less means that I will be getting at max five hours of sleep several nights in a row. I tremble in fear at the very idea. I'd recommend that everyone who doesn't like being yelled at by a crazy, red-eyed, grumpy person avoid contact with me next week.

I have lots of lots of homework to do, including writing a researched story for Wednesday. I'm less than excited about my work load. In fact, it's enough work to have a panic attack over, but so far I'm in denial.

In other news, I want this shirt: