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Problemless with problems
by Rebel Leader
Location: Where angels lose their way...
Age: 22    Sex : M
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Hello again 4/27/2002
Okay, my computer is running and everything. :) So now I can tell you about what's been going on (not much). But anyway I have a job at Wal-Mart now, as a stockman. And no, I don't stalk men -.- But that consists of 3 things. Someone came and asked me if I had a fun job and I told them there are 3 parts to it. The tiring part, the boring part, and the fun part. The tiring part is going into the parking lot and getting all the shopping carts and bringing them inside. You are only supposed to push 10 at a time, which is enough, believe me. When the carts get low, I have to go out and get more. Sometimes there are other stockmen, too, so it helps. I've worked there since 18th of this month. Yesterday this girl was getting a bunch of carts in one area and putting them all together for me. :) I said thanks but I didn't feel that was enough. After I pushed some carts in and came back, she was in her car waiting for her parents to drive somewhere. I felt kinda bad like I was ignoring her by just going about my business, or like I didn't appreciate her help, so I went to the window of her car and gave her a big thumbs up, and she gave one back. I suppose that's better. The boring part is when the carts are all full and there is nothing to do, so I just walk around the store seeing if anyone needs help. The fun part is when someone needs help getting something big/heavy into their car. A few days ago this lady with her 16-year-old daughter and like 9-year-old son bought some bikes. They weren't planning on buying them, so they brought their car. I had to get 3 bikes into their trunk. We got 2 in barely, so the girl was going to have to ride her bike home while the mom drove the boy and bikes. They asked if I could ride one of the bikes to their house too. I said I couldn't. They said they would pay me for it, and I could take my break to do it. I only had a 15 minute break, and it wasn't time for it yet, and they were only kidding anyway. The tiring part happens about 40% of the time, the boring part happens about 45% of the time, and the fun part happens 15%. I get Mondays and Tuesdays off, and some Wednesdays, but I work all the other days. Well, that's about it. Kelli, I love you always. :)
 
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hey, the killing in Hot Shots 2 counts as a mass killing, random victims who arent real characters (as in you know their names) and all die the same way don't count. And no Hot Shots movie could ever be considered truly gory, lol

luv Kel


well anyway, I already knew all the stuff in your entry, uyou told me all about it on the phone... oh well. I'll talk to you soon I hope, maybe I will stay up REALLY late tonight so when you get home from work we could talk.

anywho, I love you too :)

luv, KelL


WOW he is alive. Sorry that I haven't been returning your phone calls. I've been really busy with me going to California and all. Plus I ran up my phone bill and thats astonomical. Well anyways as you see I read your diary, and signed it I have one too. Its called wiccangoddess. Other then that I will see you later. Love always, Becky in New York. [wiccangoddess]

 

   


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