manila moon

I've been wandering aimlessly back and forth from the floor and the backstock room of American Apparel for about the last hour or so. The chilling hand of "no business" is grips me tightly. Ironically, just as I finished typing that sentence a new OSD report (A paper which tells me what needs to be restocked up front) spewed out of the fat little printer sitting next to me. Finally, a task calling for completion!

It is Saturday night here in Nashville. Every now and then, I step out to the front of the store to survey the drunken pedestrians who gawk and giggle as they pass the ridiculously bright display windows of the American Apparel establishment in which I work. The display mannequins are dressed in various Halloween costumes. Somehow, the passing patrons don't make the connection that these are not, in fact, costumes meant to be worn on a regular basis, but are helpful tips in dressing for success during this spook-tacular season.

I'll end this post now, seeing as there is work to be done and I am released to enjoy the remainder of my evening in about an hour.

Happy Holidays.