A Pick-me-upper

Short and simple, I was not thrilled to work 9pm-6am at the clothing store I was at during the summer. We were to rearrange the entire store and bring out new things for the season and sales. So much goes on behind the scenes at clothing stores that I feel so ignorant when I walked in some as a customer. Now I give much respect for how hard they work and keep everything organized and in check. So because of the long shift that is "Graveyard", I took drastic measures to prepare for a long night of insomnia. So I knew that food was not going to keep me awake and Coffee would subdue, sad to say I am under chemical dependency. Two large coffees and a sweet pastry were my survival needs, I was able to do my job, avoid being grumpy, and did not sleep until 8am. I can not express the level of irritation I had but was overly happy to get it over with because I hated my life that day, as much as an emo it sounds, I was hateful. So thankfully coffee controlled that aggression until I finished and was paid well ;)