I’ll hear the clock do its tick and its tock and it will all just stop.

I wished someone would just come into the store and offer me a real job.

I wish I had the things you bitch about every day.

Talking to older people at work. Actually having a conversation with them. Asking them what someone like me should watch out for later on in life. What direction should I shoot for. What places they’ve been to. What makes them happy. What they do with their passing days. One thing I’ve learned so far, they’ve got as much a clue about life as we do.

One of them looked at me straight in the eye when I asked them for some life wisdom. He said “Whatever it is you do, doesn’t matter what situation you’re in, be sure to be happy and stay happy for as long as possible” with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen. I blame his wrinkled face and deep blue eyes for the intensity of his statement.

When you piss me off for whatever reason, I make damn sure I leave the stapler without staples on your next shift. Also, good luck finding the staple box.