Today I got a message from my old boss from college, who now has pretty much the same job as I do at a different store in the same company. She has named a particular kind of work-related accident after me. I think the world should know that "pulling an Eris" (or whatever my real name is) is apparently when you get a random allergic reaction to something at work. Oddly, I had a slightly less random allergic reaction at work earlier this week. Pro-tip: never make me backstock nuts. They will murder me. Nuts are part of a vast Communist conspiracy.
In other news, I totally hate my life and feel my bi-annual nervous breakdown fast approaching. Hopefully I can get that over with during my "weekend" and not deal with it at work. Oh, wait, I'm sorry, this *isn't* my old LJ account and its cringe-worthy emo ramblings? Well then, I will stop myself right here.
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