Update: Stupid Ass-itis Week

I don't think I went into what happened Friday and Saturday of last week.

FRIDAY: Friday nothing really went wrong. In fact it was a win day. I had pizza and cake with my favorite aunt. Hung out with my little sister.  And totally accident free.

SATURDAY: I think this is when we begin to see a pattern. I think shit just happens to me at work, or when I need to get ready for work. So first.... I discovered I have a ton of bruises on my legs from work. I think all the hopping around and hitting myself with boxes from the day I got slapped in the face by one.

We hired a bunch of people for the Holiday season... and I had to finish making name tags and cubby holes for them. Which, hey, not complaining. For my entire shift, I got to play with a label maker. And that is WIN WIN WIN.

Fail to follow.

Name tags come in little plastic bags that are stapled shut. So I was opening up this little baggy to take out the name tag. Most of the bags just would rip open. Not this one. The staple decided to come undone and it stabbed my thumb. It went like half way in.

I was in pain. Still am. This is how bad it is... IT HURTS TO TEXT.

I wouldn't really mind if my thumb were bandaged up. But the fact that my thumb didn't bleed pisses me the fuck off.