Does anyone happen to have an industrial sized Advil
With the smiling face of our front counter person gone for the next three days, part of her work has fallen on little old me. I should say fallen on me like a 10 ton Acme barbell.
Guh.
It wouldn't be so bad if I had been given some training on how to do the particular ads I'm expected to do. But I wasn't. And it hurts my brain everytime something new comes up because I have no BLEEDING CLUE HOW TO DO THIS...
O.k., so ends this morning's rant. We now return you to your regularly scheduled mental breakdown.
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