Work, ick.

Well,
I start work this weekend. How awful/great. I'm happy that I've got a job that pays well, is perfectly located and has a nice boss, but I feel some what reserved about working again. I've had nothing but bad experiences in professional environments. Oh well, it's just cashiering. Scan. Take moolah. Give change. DING. Scan. Take moolah. Give change. DING. Oooh. I should also add that I'm most likely going to pick up 8 hour shifts, not 6 hours, which sucks because then my early morning/free afternoon idea is down the drain.

Well, I'm off to do stuff.