Till number 2

Again, seriously? For the fifth week in a row, fml. Working in a supermarket isn't so fly at the best of times, but till number 2? PLEASE. It's the one at the very end, where nobody vaugley interesting dares to venture. I have spent the best part of my day twiddling my thumbs and serving the occasional oldie who thinks it's witty to say "Oh, you look bored, shall I come and keep you company? wink." rant rant rant. Pub.