I talked to a customer today at work. Even though I get lectured a lot by other people, his lectures are usually about politics, schooling, and money. Sure, typical subjects, but at least they're different, you know? They're enjoyable.

Today was good, it was a short workday. I've dealt with a number of freeloaders though. -__-; Okay, you come in with 15 cents and you ask for an 85 cent donut for 15 cents. That's ridiculous, if you don't have the money, go scavenge for a few more cents to get the damn donut. We need to make a profit too. If you're short like 5 cents, I'm usually the more lenient one that will let you off and maybe give you a few extra donut holes if you're extremely polite. But no, don't come in here, making me bag a damn donut then tell me you have only 15 cents, especially if you're all "blinged" out. Hell no. Geez. Also, crazy lotto people... really. I don't have any luck in me, don't fucking blame me for your losing quick-pick ticket.

I love old people though. They're cuuute. :D Even though I was stuck with this creepy guy that kept trying to converse with me and find out where I live... I was also with mr. brown. Aw, he's great. Tony, another customer, gave me another granola bar. Sure, I don't eat them... it's the thought that counts. XD

Hopefully badminton is still on for Thursday. I want to play so bad.