At work today, my thumb slipped on the counter and pressed the hold up button. Oops. Security called and they didn't really believe me when I said everything was cool because I was all nervous and had a shaky voice. It was fantastic. Definitely one of my favorite things that has happened since I've been there. Even better than when that lady walked up to my window and said OH WAIT and then proceeded to walk to the opposite side of the teller windows to do her business. I want to start making a list of the rude things people do, because it's really incredible. But that's not entirely productive.

I get paid on Friday. Glory.

I have actually begun to exchange words with my baristo. I'm a twelve-year-old, I swear. And a completely lame one at that. But we've got to keep ourselves entertained somehow.