It is 12:27 a.m. and I'm awake. I'm waiting for the Olympics to end. I just spend all day at school. I know that probably sounds like an exaggeration, but I went in at 7:15 a.m. and left at 7:30 p.m. When I got home, I had to finish up work and just got done about 15 minutes ago.
That's 17 hours. Today. Alone.
Yesterday was about 12 hours.
Selling books like this is my least favorite part of my job.
Hands down.
Except crazy parents. Those are worse.
1 comment:
oh bun, bummer! is the selling over now? and, yes, at least it isn't a parent trying to get you fired because their kid has to sell ad space :)
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