Went to bed drunk and feeling like shit.
Woke up feeling intensely sober. And hating the world. And myself.

So when i get to work at 7 a.m. and there's a two pages worth of end isles to do (the equivalent of fourty different products to put out) there was really only one thing to do:

Put in my two weeks notice.

I need something to change. It might as well be my employment.
so for those of you looking for a job, i hear there'll be an opening at canadian tire soon.

And i'm really gonna enjoy contrived tonite.