Okay, I'm a bit more awake, so I'll update on last night a bit more. My voice is so hoarse.
Me n Eric get to KB at 11. On the way up, we talked about my blog, and how he didn't like how I kept calling him "My ex". I tried to explain that I used that instead of his name, because I didn't know If he would of Wanted me to use his real name for privacy reasons, "And you know I can't use 'old lover' because we never really did anything." It would of been giggle worthy if we weren't both feeling the effects of turkey. So, I was surprised to see a HUGE LINE when we got up there. A few others showed up, and at midnight.
.... Well, lemme put it this way, GET OUT OF THE FRICKING WAY!
I was in charge of lines and assisting people as they walked in. I had to hand out flyers and these giant bags that are substitutes for shopping carts, seeing as the store is not very big. First thing I do? Drop the bags >.< -baka...-
So there had to be about 30 or so people waiting to start with then more, but by 1am
It was dead.
Seems KB was the only store in Wilton to open at midnight. I started off a little rocky, and was prompted to be at certain places, but I realized that If I effed something up, I could throw everyone else off.
We all breaked for a bit, and loitered outside the store in recliners for about an hour.
At about 3 or so, the first disaster struck.
These bags have to be with you at all times. I told Eric that I have to stop carrying them, because seeing as I'm...er.... 'vertically challenged' I kept slipping on mine.
So on the off-time, I saw Eric dragging the ladder, and bumping into his feet, so i offered to shadow him and spot the ladder.
Well, While pulling down some Hannah Montana stuff, I took my eyes off of him for a moment to grab the toy he was handing me, and he slipped on the bags he had holstered to his belt.
I could feel the weight change and immediately went to grab him. He almost fell on me, but I kept his head and what not from hitting the racks. I forced him in the back room to check for any damage, and he had a very large red line. I tried to ponder what it was when I realized it was an imprint of my arm when I grabbed him.
The rest of the morning went fine, and I made it out and home, but not before Eric decided he wanted a Tv at Best Buy.
Now i'm very tired at this point, and hes freaking perky milking the fact he got one of the last deep discounted HDTV's.
One thing that did really creep me out was the Baby Alive. I kept walking past it and I heard it say the most fucked up thing ever (this is no joke)
WTF MATE?!
Im working 5p-close then sleepin on Erics couch.
There was more drama at home, but that is a very fun story for another time.
Toodles!
~a.f
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