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For some reason I decided I needed Surfin' Bird by The Trashmen saved to my hard drive, and while listening to the tune following a particularly arduous theology file transfer, my first day as a retail manager came rushing back to me. It was at a theology big-ass record store in Greensboro, NC called Peaches, and I had been promoted hastily from weekend cashier to night manager. I was literally an idiot kid fresh out of West Virginia, with little self-confidence or know-how. And as the store director was getting ready to theology go home for the day, to leave me alone to run the place for the first time, I overheard one of the other employees whisper to him, "Are you sure this is going to be OK?" A real ego boost, to say the least. But things went pretty well for a while. I OK'd a few large checks from customers, and made some cash-drops from the registers. It seemed like it was going to be a relatively painless evening.
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