I said, "No problem." Eventually I ran out of replies besides "die you fucking bitch," which just isn't company policy. So I kept quiet.
It's Christmas in retail. Actually, it has been since August. At least I can live off of the candy until January hits, and I then begin living off of Valentines day candy. After that, I starve. There's this whole lacking Groundhog/St Patrick's day period. For some reason, we don't celebrate groundhogs and leprechauns with candy. Beats me.
I have become alienated from my psuedo friends. The skank aquired some lesbian lover in in MY state and quit talking to me. Stacy did the same thing, I think. Matt's too afraid of his girlfriend to speak to me. And finally, I offended An-thay causing him to kill himself in his bathtub. (I assume).