Nightmare on Wal-Street

I've been going crazy. I hate my job. I work at Wal-Mart (or as my friend calls it, "The Church of the Devil"). I have to pay for college but am very tight on money.

Worst of all, my department had a "makeover" which resulted in us working overtime just to move all the stock out onto the floor. We are way understaffed. It's pretty much been me and one other person switching off and trying to cover our entire department. I'm just too tired of this.

My friends who work in the Deli want me over there. So maybe I'll go look for a transfer. They probably won't give it to me, since they need people working in shoes. But screw it. They're going to lose me anyway. I'm quitting if this keeps up.

And the huge blow, the guy I like is working an early, early shift. Since I work the late shift, we'll never get to talk to one another again. He and I were just really getting to know each other, too. I have a theory that God is keeping me away from him.

I just want to walk up to someone, and kick them in the nuts.

All I have to do it make it to June.