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So being the assistant manager of a store that sells music, I sometimes get to see very underground promos that come through the door, but I've yet to find one quite as interesting as this one.  I'm pretty sure it speaks for itself:

 


For anyone who can't read the track list on the photograph above, here is the song list.

1. Good to the Last Drop
2. Look and Juk
3. Too Late
4. Mississippi Chocolate
5. Cafe Mood
6. Outside Man
7. Lying Right Here Next to Me
8. If It Ain't One Thing, It's Another
9. Catch Up With My Love
10. Right Woman

And our personal favorite... the special bonus track that almost wasn't put on the album... Number 11... Battery 'N Da Booty.  At first I didn't really understand what Battery 'N Da Booty could be about, but now I understand completely and groove down to it.

"You must have a battery in your booty.  Because you shake it, shake it, shake it all night long."

If anyone wants to have a copy to listen to, just give me a shout and I'll send it to you by e-mail.

Anyways... we used the song this morning to wake up my boyfriend's thieving cousin who was sleeping on the couch.  Tee hee.

Usually when I start a new blog, I like to do an entry that's an introduction to myself, but I figured I'd throw you guys right into the mix.  I've actually been praying... well not really praying because I'm particularly religious... maybe more of hoping for something to write about.  I recently changed my major to English and I want to be able to come up with ideas for stories.  In between, I want to be able to write blogs interesting enough to have people comment on them.  Well today my prayers... or hopes... came true.  I'm not really interested in putting things in a story format, but really just a ramble about my random day.

I just so happen to be the 19-year-old assistant manager of a retail electronics store.  We sell CDs, DVDs, video games, some electronics gadgets, and radom knick knacks that are entertainment related.  You might think to yourself, "Why the heck would they make a 19-year-old the assistant manager of a store?"  But I assure you... It's not that stressful of a job when the holidays aren't around.  Unfortunately, as I'm sure you all know, they are.  And I wouldn't say that customers are necessarily more mean around the holidays, just needy.  And even though people need a lot of help this year, they don't seem to be buying as much.  By cutting costs, they cut our labor hours, which means that we can't have as many people there to help.  Which means that I get stressed out... I love to help people, or obviously I wouldn't be in this business.  But my brain just can't handle a lot of questions and tasks at one time.  And today I kind of broke down a bit at work.  I had a bit of a panic attack.  I don't know how many of you have experienced them before, but they're pretty bad.  I started to feel hot, my face turned red, and all of my regular tasks became so difficult.  I had to shut down the store soon after the panic attack came on and counting the money was so difficult.

I would've felt better if I knew I would've had my boyfriend to go talk to after work, but as soon as I started freaking out, I got the most random text message:

"Oh and my cousin go caught shoplifting and is going to be in jail for a couple hours. She's banned from the mall.  We might be a little later getting back than originally planned.  She's in the slammer for 2 or 3 hours."

Don't you love how he so casually slipped that in after a normal conversation with a "oh and" like that kind of thing happens all of the time.  I immediately called to see if he was shitting me, and he wasn't.  His cousin  isn't a little kid, either.  She just so happens to be the same age as me, which makes me wonder about the whole thing. She signed for her bail and my boyfriend co-signed (which I'm a little scared about) and they're currently on their way back.  I'm sitting here awaiting their arrival at the moment.  What I'm really curious about is the fact that he said he thinks she tried to steal belly rings.  Now don't they usually keep those things locked up in cases?  Wouldn't that be a bit hard to steal?  Did she actually ask to get the thing out of the case and then take off? Because that sounds really smart... 

In any case, I did have someone to hang out with right after I got off of work.  Randomly, my co-worker calls me.  I've actually never hung out with her outside of work before, but she doesn't have any source of transportation and wanted to do some grocery shopping at Wal-mart.  I was happy for the company, so I took her.  I do have some more details to share about this particular coworker later, but I'm not going to go into that right now, so this entry want be the longest LiveJournal has ever seen.  But when we got up to the counter, my co-worker couldn't find her debit card.  Now you may see this as an odd happening, but for some strange reason I saw in my head that something like that would happen.  For some odd reason it played out in my head, though, that she would ask me to pay for her groceries and that I'd never see my money again.  What really ended up happening, though, was that she found her debit card after about ten minutes or so of waiting.  This makes me think that she might have been expecting me to eventually get fed up with her searching for her card and insist that I pay just to get us out of the store.  Maybe I'm just being paranoid about the whole situation, though.

As I sit here with my dog Dexter, I ponder all the happenings of today.  I'm glad I at least have him to keep me company.  He's a cute mix of a bull mastiff and a pit bull.  He's almost as big as a full-grown person, so he's a pretty good companion.  I'll definitely be posting pictures of him later.

Well... I guess I better head out to play some mindless video games because I'm sure these folks will be back soon and I don't really want to be caught typing all of this up.  I should be back soon to post some more.