Is Thanksgiving Over Yet?!

Man! It gets worse every year! Thanksgiving, that is. This is my third, and hopefully FINAL Thanksgiving at the grocery store. It's insanity! (Heh heh. "Stop the insanity!") I have to weigh turkeys and hams all day long, every day, for the entire 2 week period before Thanksgiving every year. I'll work for, like, a minute, and someone (a customer-type-person) comes along, and says, "Excuse me, sir. Could you get me a 22-pound Butterball?" Or, a 47-pound one, or whatever. So, I have to stop what I'm doing, and find "the perfect turkey" for these persons. Then, go back to work, only to get stopped by another customer. Oh, and this year, just to mix things up a bit, I've been having to go to work at 1am, and stay until 10am (as opposed to my normal 6am-3pm shift). It's better, in a way, in that there aren't any customers to deal with at those hours, but still, I NEED SOME SLEEP!!! So, yeah, they've finally broken me. I HATE working at the grocery store, nowadays. So much so that I'm actually going to go back to college in January (maybe...), and try to find a better job (which is like looking for a needle in a haystack, because there's not any jobs in this crappy little town... Or, anywhere else, actually, thanks to Bush! ~*The Bush Bashing continues! Horray!*~).