Ohhhhh, the pain...

Today was just not good. Work was not fun (never is, but particularly not fun becuase I had to close by myself), and my uniform was rubbing very painfully against my sunburn. I elected to forgoe certain unmetionables as I figured they would be too painful and just wore a camisole top under my uniform. Well, the damn elastic band in that rubbed against my back way to often, so I took that off about half way through my shift. But don't panic everyone, I wear two layers for my work outfit, so it was all good. Until the uniform started being irritating in a very different way. *sigh* I just couldn't win. OH, and there was such a creeper at work today! Seriously, he skulkes up to the counter and asks me "So what's on special today, little darlin'?" ACK! Little darlin'?! WTF is up with that? And he was so smarmy, and dirty, and his eyes were all bloodshot ...*shudder*. Typical Fort-y. SO creepy.

And then I got poured on at home trying to get the damn truck backed up correctly and get the water unloaded. So I am now in the loosest clothing I own to minimize cloth-body contact, and have just finished my four pieces of french toast I decided to have for supper. And am in a lot of pain, as there is no one to put aloe gel on me! Ah well, it's all very sad I'm sure. Anywho, I have to move the truck and whatnot before deciding where I'm sleeping, so I'm out.