Well, it's started.

No, no, I'm not going to bitch about the Gap. And no this blog is not going to turn into Blue Apron Blues v.2.0. I've learned my lesson on that score all too well.

Still, I'll tell you that things went pretty well. I folded more shirts than I have in my life... don't let my mom know that.

I get this weird nervous thing when I start at a new job. I guess it's normal. But I find myself getting halfway through a sentence and sort of rushing to the end, often with unintelligible results.

Like I was telling this guy "The fitting rooms are over there" and I was sort of thinking "there's people over there who will help you" at the same time and what came out was "The fitting rooms are people."

Although it was muffled enough that I don't think he noticed. And the fact that no-one ever really listens to anything past the first three words a customer-service person says anyway.

And, you know, body language and all that.

Point is, he made it, all right?

Well, now it's time to get out of these "loose fit jeans" with "authentic sandblast wash" and into my PJs. Lots of work to do tomorrow. And on Sunday I'm scheduled from 7:00pm to 4:00am.

To steal from Dave Barry: No I'm not making this up. The new season is in and we have to fold, hang and sticker more merchandise than you can shake a stick at!

I love my job! :D

-Trevor

P.S. How can anything be 'authentically sandblasted' anyway?

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