One More Go

Nothing new. It's just the usual "go to work, go home and sleep" routine. But even then, I don't have to work hard. Like tonight, there weren't many customers. So, I floated between my department and the computer repair department. Helped out with the computers and anyone who had questions.

More of the coworkers are warming up to me. The conversations are getting longer, and their censorship is disappearing. It makes it easier on me because then I don't have to censor myself as much. Every sentence I speak ends in "sir" or "ma'am." But when things are quiet, the talk is much more casual.

It is kind of nice working in a major retail store. So many cute chics...(One came in and played our Rock Band demo. She was really good. But a coworker and I couldn't determine how old she was.)

I've gotta work tomorrow. So, I can't stay up too late. In fact, I should probably get ready for bed.