Monday: Nothing.

It's funny how the day I decide to start this blog is the day I have nothing much to mention. It was a fairly slow, uneventful day. My fellow stocker and soon-to-be-roommate Abby and I just worked the hell out of her aisle, which is juice and popcorn and nuts. Tons of rotating, pricing, moving, fronting, etc. Boring. I don't think I talked to a single customer, except this old man who said 'good morning' every time he walked by us. Every. Time. It was actually kind of funny.
I cashier tomorrow. I have the worst shift, 11-6. It's the busiest shift and the one with the most bagger ins and outs. My store does carry-out service, and the 11-6 bagger list is long as hell, and keeping track of who's around and who's left already gets kind of hard if you aren't paying attention to the clock, which you've trained yourself to do if you value your sanity. I think the shift sucks for everyone as well because we always anticipate it to suck. As long as i'm not on lane six...Lane six is the closest lane to the aisles, as in the first lane you see when you get to check out. As in, the ONLY lane people find themselves capable of going to. Several hours into this, you get pretty sick of saying, "lanes 5 4 and 3 are open, no waiting", and customers just stare at you like you physically shoved them out of your line. I'm sorry, i just thought maybe you'd like to leave the store today.