hard labor

I thought the purpose of labor day was to "relax", like not do work.
But no, I am forced to run 11 miles around a stupid lake. Then take a 4 minute shower and go to work. While at work, I have to suffer and do carts.
I officially hate fat, lazy people who can't take their own damn carts back to the front of the store. Like this one huge lady, she was probably in her mid thirties, actually the fatness made her look older, I bet. She clearly sees me struggling and decides to ditch her cart in the middle of the walk way right in front of my face. ugh
poop because summer is over, poop because I don't even care.

lolz at ped eggs. dey nasty