It's a good thing that I went in to work a little earlier than normal the other night. I started at 3 and not 3:15...
Work was so DEAD. We had way too many people working. I guess they figured it would be a busy night, but during my eight hour shift, I mostly read, browsed websites for Black Friday deals, looked at like thousands of shoes, and wasted time on all the crossword puzzles in my stack of magazines. I only had a handful of calls.
Though we did have some fairly interesting callers. I love it when people try to self-diagnose. They're so funny.
Also, I watched Glee and was largely underwhelmed. I think I need to watch it again when I'm not so dead tired? It had some good moments (Imagine, ♥) but overall, something didn't sit right with me and I don't know what it was.