Mood:  hungry
I'm soooo bored. I'm sitting here at work, all by my onesies. I get a call once in a while, usually 2-4 per hour. I'm here for an eight hour shift, but I don't get any breaks, and no lunch. Now, that doesn't mean that I don't have any downtime, I can log off long enough to use the restroom if I have to, but that's about it. I was under the impression that when I was ready to take a break, I could call Freddie (the owner), and he'd log on and cover for me. Well, I don't have his phone number. It WAS on the white board, but someone erased it. Ruddy bastards. It's raining. Makes pretty lights on the window pane. I bet it's cold, but I don't care...