So, my totally official second post. How exciting.

Not much is going on. Just spent awhile attempting to upload a picture on here. Real pain in the ass. I'd upload a song on my blog too, but I'm not sure if I want to. Plus, I've had enough with uploading sites for now.

Life's pretty good right now. It's not the best, things could be better, but I guess they could be much worse. They have before.

My job sucks as always. Today it was actually somewhat fun, despite the fact that today was Don's last day.

Don was great. Always friendly, always socialable. I couldn't think of a nicer person, honestly. He's known my grandfather since they were kids.

I hated Food Lion with a passion when I first started. He was the only person who I actually enjoyed seeing. Besides Julie. She's gone too.

You want to know the reason why they fired my favorite person at Food Lion?!

He didn't wear the shirt.

We have this ugly-ass navy blue shirt that has the small Food Lion emblem symbol whatever on it. It's part of our uniform. Don never wore his. He dressed nicely, wearing a neutral-colored polo and some nice khakis. I never saw anything wrong with it.

He's always on time. Never misses a day of work. Works hard. Always friendly and cheerful.

And they fucking fired him.

Just because he didn't wear a damn shirt.

That is bullshit.

I was the last goodbye, and he gave me a big hug that almost made me cry. I managed to choke out an 'I'm gonna miss you', but that was about all I could manage.

He was one of those people that if I got to know well enough, I would've considered him like a father to me. Unfortunately, six months isn't very long, considering the shitty hours I get.

Just another item on a long list of reasons why I hate working at Food Lion.

Hmm... I think I had something else to say, but I can't really remember. I guess that's all then. Peace.