I'll fucking show you stars.

A middle aged woman politely enquires about publications by a certain local chef, and when I searched the system it tells me that we don't currently have any in stock. Upon telling her this she responds with, "That's poor. He's a local Michellin starred chef!" in a very patronising tone.

Despite explaining that we have actually stocked his books in the past, and the floor manager saying that his books are actually quite hard to obtain, she still insisted in her condescending tone that we really ought to have his stuff in stock. I ask if she wants me to check the store just down the road but she walks off without even acknowledging the question. What a meanie. :*(

Day something or other. New title format incoming.

Working here has made me really hate some of the ridiculous books that get published, like all the ridiculous books of "facts" and "amazing trivia!". And all those books that contain lists of "rare" or "unusual" words. There's like 15 different ones sitting on the shelves. How many do you need? SERIOUSLY! Especially with the internet and...*drums*...dictionaries.

One of these books is actually written as this guy's journal of "discoveries" as he reads his way through a dictionary, as if it were too difficult for any normal person to explore themselves. How fucking redundant is that?

Day 30

"It's upstairs, on the first floor."

"Do I have to walk up?"

"No. Don't be silly! We'll ring for a taxi to pick you up outside the door there and have it drive you around the building and drop you off outside the door upstairs. We'll even pay for it. Thank you for your custom."

Day 29

1) Horrible hangover and nausea
2) No time for breakfast
3) Far too many customers for ten in the morning
4) Massive customer order
5) The breaks are....sooooo....far............away...........
6) No time to sit at lunch
7) Nowhere sells apple lucozade :(

Day 27

Nothing to see here. Move along.

Ho ho, not really.

In fact I was shocked to find myself not doing much but laughing at this for sporadic parts of the day.

Day 26

I think spending all day under halogen lighting is doing funny things to my eye sight.

Shit.

Day 25

There's no need to use the inability of companies to produce Mac-compatible goods as a chance to vent your anger regarding your son's choice to buy an expensive Mac rather than an expensive PC. You're just embarrasing yourself, and it won't in any way strengthen the relationship between you and him ok?

Day 24

Why ever bother having late night shopping this early in the year? The store was open for an extra hour (in itself seemingly pointless) and we had all of one paying customer. Was it really worth all that extra electricity? The only possible answer to that question is, of course...no...

Day 23

Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack. Check offers, sticker up, stack.