say what you need to say.
Mar. 30th, 2008 11:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enamouredSometimes I feel obligated to say something--aloud or in writing or typing. I guess it's because I can be a bit opinionated. But then there are times when I want to say something but nothing comes out--whether it's just me not being in the right mind space for it, or just not having anything "worthy" to mention. This is why I tend to go for days without updating sometimes, and then I feel weirdly guilty about it. I feel like I could, at least, post a YouTube video or talk about puppies or food (OOH, FOOD) or something.
But right now, I do have something to mention:
On Thursday night, my face got into a fight with a Nike box. My face lost. I have a scratch across the bridge of my nose. This is the second time in nearly a month that I have been struck by a Nike box. I am starting to think they don't like me.
Tonight, I knocked over an endcap display when my shirt sleeve got snagged on a hook. Gift cards and socks went everywhere. If I keep this up, they are gonna force me to become a cashier, because there's less things to knock down up there. The only thing that could possibly fall on me would be, uh, baseball tees. And if that happens, I'm kind of screwed.
But right now, I do have something to mention:
On Thursday night, my face got into a fight with a Nike box. My face lost. I have a scratch across the bridge of my nose. This is the second time in nearly a month that I have been struck by a Nike box. I am starting to think they don't like me.
Tonight, I knocked over an endcap display when my shirt sleeve got snagged on a hook. Gift cards and socks went everywhere. If I keep this up, they are gonna force me to become a cashier, because there's less things to knock down up there. The only thing that could possibly fall on me would be, uh, baseball tees. And if that happens, I'm kind of screwed.
