geebs | (no subject)

Ah, just a half hour to go. Which is good because its like the frontal lobe of my brain feels numb, and I'll space out every few minutes. But not enough to not notice hot chyx! I'm not made of stone people! So, occasionally I'd break out of my reverie to help some hottie in distress. Not that I didn't give the same level of help and attention to the other, mostly foreign national (what's up with that?), customers. Actually, I've been lolly-gagging and zoning out as I type this that I see it is only ten minutes til going home time. How fortuitous!