Thursday, March 15, 2012

So Tired, Couldn't Even Sleep

I handed a tissue to a woman crying over her cat's recent death.

 I politely smiled and nodded appropriately when politics were being discussed.

I interpreted some very broken English and tried to help a woman that didn't even know we sold pet food.

I told a drunk woman I wasn't going to help her anymore and I asked a homeless person to stop asking for change outside my store.

I judged a barista for her customer service skills.

I told a food rep that I would love to set up a meeting.

I went out into the cold rain to get mail that didn't have my name spelled correctly on it.

I had a migraine. Again.

I left late.

At the end of the day, what is it?

It's just kibble.

 

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