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October 21st, 2009
![[info]](http://piktures.deadjournal.com/userinfo.gif) localfreak | 09:06 pm - and you can't fool WORMS.
Bloody hard graft, all day. We had an attempted pickpocketing followed by general ill-feeling at the way certain things have been run/dealt with/rearranged.
A load of people decided to completely clear The Cupboard today, and instead of being reasonable about it, sent every single bag of toys up to us on the shop floor to sort out, despite us not having anywhere to put the items!
This sorting was made the more frantic by the fact that we had a real rush of customers. In fact, it was revealed that today we made the most money in a day the clothes and babyroom floor has EVER MADE since the shop opened.
So...yeah.... kind of BUSY. In response to the frenetic pace I worked myself up into a super-speed effort, which is the cause of my now murderous muscles, and thus after finishing the tenmillion bags of toys I had to then sort out the tip that is the Shoe and Bag Filing Cabinet of Horror and Doom.
After work I drove to Nanny's to cook tea. Unfortunately Auntie Irene and Auntie Maura had changed their plans and would not be coming, and Mum had an emergancy meeting in work in preparation for a pile of seriously more-money-than-sense-bastards coming to look at the spaces where the mustard gas works was until it was dismantled and decomissioned A YEAR AGO. They intend to spend three days looking at blank spaces. Yes.
Therefore I tootled on AI's computer a bit and then cooked tea when Mum came in.
And my WORMERY WORMS have arrived in the post :D
so when I got home I set them up, which is happyshiny lovely. I love worms. They are ADORABLE :D
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