Real Work - Pause (for Thought)

Before work I pulled my hunting knife out of storage in my closet and fiddled around with it. Mmm... pointy.

No new shipments came in today, so we were just working with overfreight. Tons of it. I didn't notice any skids near Toys on my way in, but I do recall putting together a couple of skids of overstock at some point.

"How are you liking Toys?"

I made a 'so-so' sort of gesture. "I'd like to try something new."

That's how I got to work in Household Chemicals today. The boxes of stuff are much heavier and difficult to flatten afterward, and it kinda smells funky in there, but it was sort of nice because one doesn't get the random urges to buy one of almost everything. A couple of times I was called over to where renovations were going on to help push some modular rooms out of the way of new flooring and then back onto it after.

But the unspoken reason is that I wanted to be working *with* someone instead of alone so I wouldn't get... er... creeped. After all, I can't exactly bring my knife to work and sure didn't want to stab anyone... and it's darn hard to make a dent in someone with a box cutter (and even harder when the target is a big strong guy who very clearly regularly works out at the gym).

Creeper did attempt to make a couple of verbal passes at me near the end of the shift, but I mostly grunted and ignored him, so yeah.

I give almost everyone *one* chance. Beyond that, there's gonna be trouble headed towards 'em.