Tired of Losing Friends

Got a text last week that a friend had an aneurysm burst. Turns out it was 2 and he's in NICU critical. Today they took him off the respirator because apparently he's as good as he's gonna get. That good is a twitching mess in a bed. We had that conversation multiple times because he took care of his grandfather when he got ill, and pretty much gave up his life to take care of his father when an accident caused him to become a paraplegic. I haven't been to see him because he hasn't been concious, and probably won't be again. He would understand and appreciate that. I'm sad because I love him deeply, but hope he goes, and does it quickly because I also know that's what he would want.
I've had a running commentary from him in my head all day, before I heard the latest news, I guess because I knew it was coming. Love you Bill. Godspeed to wherever you're going, I'll see you and buy you a drink when I get there.

Retail Hell?

I've never done this before. I've obviously led a sheltered life.
Even tho I'm in receiving, retail is my business, and I found myself shocked by that fact because I was just happily doing my job.  BWAHAAAAHAAA says the world, and Wal-Hell.

I've been seriously busy because I was receiving shit to stock the store, and now craziness times 2 because tomorrow is that day, and the day after is that other day, and I'm glad I didn't realize all this until now or I would have been totally freaking out before.

I've been doing it all backwards too, I was killing myself trying to get everything done because that's the way I always worked. This week I asked for help, I didn't get much of it, but some is better than nothing. I actually got to leave on time today because I said fuck it and got my stuff done and the rest is not my problem. Boss asked about the mess I'd left, was it good or not? Yes, it's good, I just couldn't do anything else with it. He got other people to do that, so I'm happy.
Think I'll go to sleep just because I can. Night kids.

I'm Officially Old

Work is kicking my ass. I like it, but damn, I'm tired. I'm ready for bed at 7:20 on a Saturday night, and will probably hit bed before too much longer.

So I wasn't really trained after that week, but I learned a lot, and I'm still learning which at least makes things interesting. I'm also a bit stupid it seems. I've seen this woman several times since I've been there, she knows my name, and yesterday she helped me out a lot so I got to leave at 5 something instead of midnight. Today I realized I know her because she throws darts at The Dive. Slow sometimes..

I'm either getting sick, or just severely tired, and I'm voting for tired because I think I will head to bed. Later.