For those of you who haven't heard, i work at wal-mart. Not a very prestigious job, i admit, but it brings in the money. and i need that. its not half bad actually. alot easier than my gas station job was. i basically ring up people all day and when i dont have anyone in my line, i stand there at the end of the counter and tell people who pass by that i can ring them up.

the only scary part is the people i work with. i believe there is ONE normal person who works at wal-mart. and that is a girl that is also in my spanish class. but i almost never work with her. no no. i work with the kings and queens of white trash in Evansville. basically everyone is 40-years old with yellow teeth and stone washed jeans. i feel a tad out of place. but perhaps with time i'll be one of the crowd.

i think i connected with a co-worker today. she's about 65, 4 foot tall and um......70 pounds. i believe her name was Madeline or something. She looks kinda like an elf. but she was nice. and she let me in on the wal-mart gossip, like apparently there's a male worker who impregnated his sister???? i dunno. i'll keep you updated on that one.

Now that i worked 9-4, i have to go back to class from 6-10. soooo. i better go. bye