I had to get up at 4am to go to work. My mom was not exactly happy. The truck was a little late but all was good cause I was working with Cindy and Chris. ^-^ They told me that Sunday after Chris yelled at Shawn (He's kinda new and works in the meat/produce room with Cindy and Rochelle, he really sucks at his job) because Shawn was not doing what Chris told him to. After I left at around 4pm, Shawn told Chris everything was done in the back and asked if he could leave. Chris didn't check and told Shawn he trusted him since it was his department and that he could go if he put everything out.

Needless to say Cindy came in Monday and was beyound pissed. Jon had no choice but to write Shawn up for Sunday. I don't understand why Shawn is refusing to do his job. I mean its not rocket science! He told Cindy it was to cold in the freezer because of his skinny frame. Plus it messes up his hair. *rolls eyes*

Anyways, Cindy, Chris and I joked around a lot after the truck got there. Chris and I where putting out freezer stuff and Cindy was filling produce. Chris and I where just throwing our boxes around the place and Cindy was laughing and telling us that the big bosses would have our heads. Chris told her that the store would not be open for another two hours and continued to throw boxes around.

At around seven Tim and Alice arrived at the store. They are technically the morning crew and Chris and I just stockers. I was happy to see Alice. I haven't seen her since Thanksgiving and that was only for a few minutes when she came by with her son and new boyfriend. Before that well lets say its been months. She works when I don't and her schedule doesn't change like mine.

Finished the truck at around 11:58. completely forgot to stop by my bank to deposit my check. Darn!

Right now its just Ricky and I. Mom's going to be late. Its so quiet in my house. It's kind of unnerving.

So I've been going threw my email accounts and adding stuff backdated into this journal. I hardly ever delete things from my email and I think its funny going back and reading what my friends and I wrote. Somethimes I wonder just what where we're thinking with some of the stuff we did..