Working in retail has to be the most draining experience on the face of the planet. Between cutting open boxes, breaking hair-thin ornaments, dealing with the hassles of gay men working in home accent products, and helping your indecisive mother who has a major attitude problem design the perfect place setting/arrangement/coffee table center piece/WHATEVER.....I don't know how long I'm going to be able to deal with this shit...
I just want to write....or teach...or build house for poor people, how do I get myself into this shit?
-C
