September 16, 2012

  • ...Kiddie Kobbler...

    by the way, this franchise is spelt with 2 k's...not Kiddie Cobbler.  But, it does make sense to spell cobbler with a C considering it's generally/the accurate way to spell it.  

    Thursday is my last day working there.  It's been 2 weeks over a year that I've worked there.  

    I am glad that I've saved up money.  I'm glad I was given the opportunity to meet great people. However, the commute for such a job is not worth it for me.  Minus the 4-5 times I almost died from stupid truck drivers on route to work, generally the drive is okay.

    should sleep soon.  gonna sleep after phone charges a bit.  need some battery power so that my phone will work as an alarm for tomorrow.

    heh....

    let me write some silly memories.

    "um...welll....just to let you know, i've mopped the floor."  hehehehe
    "mommy! mommy! um....i just farted."  hahahahaha
    "sorry, do you sell kid shoes?"  (i almost rolled my eyes at her...the store is called KIDDIE Kobbler....and the shoes are GENERALLY smaller than your hand...so....what do you think?)
    "wait, what?  this isn't a swiffer?  booooo"

    it's not about what is said and done.  we are just a bunch of girls that have a fantastic time at work.  sure, some days we REALLY hate it, but on the most part, we enjoy most of it.  

    Even the boss is a good man.  he has his off days, but he is a good and kind-hearted man.  hehe

    well...that's enough for now...dun wanna start crying.