Sunday Sunday Sunday

Today felt like it would never end. It felt like one of the slowest days at work since I’ve been working there. Hardly anything was sold, and for the most part of the day, I was the only one that managed to stay awake. It was hotter than hell out, and time felt like it had come to a complete stop. We close at 7:00 on Sundays, and even tho we had been open all damn day, someone decided they needed to buy a car at 6:59. It never fails. So it took another hour for us to actually get out of there. Brutal. Maybe I should look into Pigeon Forge vacation rentals. awww ya.

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