Adam Hinz: The Blog
On 2005-08-07 at 8/07/2005 07:26:00 AM...
To continue more on my finger story (and yes, that picture is my finger, not my pickle):well, it's more on a reflection.
After bandaging up my finter, the manager helped me clean up my cardboard, as well as my box with 3 broken jars of jelly. I asked if we should leave it by the desk to have it taken out of inventory. Here's the thing: instead, we just threw it in the baler. Yep. I guess it's just easier to do it that way than having to explain to someone that some idiot who works for him broks 3 jars of jelly. So that's that.
Anyway, throwing that jelly in the baler reminded me of 1984, how he has the memory box where he throws away articles from the past to be destroyed, never seen again. In a way, the baler was a memory box to my broken jelly (which is would be a wicked awesome band name).
that's all for now. I'm going to bed. 9 hour shifts suck
So long!
Adam