|Free At Last
||[Jun. 1st, 2006|06:18 pm]
International Bon Vivant and Raconteur
And thus ends my three weeks of work insanity since coming home from World Horror! Hooray! Tomorrow I'm off to Atlantic City for Coke-and-Hookers-Fest 2006 (you know I'm kidding -- I'm more of a Diet Coke and hookers person), and I shan't step foot in the video store again until Wednesday. First person to say "Famous last words, har har har!" gets a punch in the kisser.
The end of the insanity comes not a moment too soon. Not only was I fried and crabby, but I was starting to get snippy with the customers, and that's not good. Also, a couple of nights ago, my brain snapped. It just snapped. A customer asked me a question, and all I could say in response was a sort of robotic stuttering, "I don't know, I...I...I..."
Seriously, I sounded like the opening to Crazy Train. I...I...I...
Everything should go back to normal next week (remember: a punch in the kisser!). I'm hoping I remember how to write. I don't want to accidentally hand in a manuscript that's comprised of page after page of I...I...I....
Wish me well in Atlantic City. I'm thinking of betting it all on Hurley's numbers. ;-)
See you when I'm back.