The imports (bong) shop where I work

Almost 6 hours of another 8 hour shift at Jambo have passed. Having a computer here makes me feel sneaky and paranoid but it doesn't feel like work when I'm online! It's weird that the girl who trained me equated using Jambo's wifi to being high at work. I wonder if I will get caught, since my boss Rick somehow knows when I close the store and am gone getting food for too long. He is so creepy. Yesterday, I brought the computer for the first time. I was planning to use it and put it away really quickly if he came in. He drives a red pickup truck, and I was very freaked out when the second I put the computer on a table and opened it, a red pickup truck parked right in front! I put the computer away so fast. It's weird how I can be fast and not lazy when I need to be. It makes me think about what other things I would be able to do just by instinct if I couldn't or didn't think about what is most comfortable. Anyway, when I was done shuffling around, I was so annoyed to see a man who was not Rick coming through the front door! After that, I even remembered that he will not be in Portland for the next 2 weeks. Thinking that he was out of town (like he told me!), I went on to basically just sit online the whole day, sometimes even ignoring customers. After there was nothing else to do online, I put the computer away and started playing DS and writing Bosnian lessons for Chance, but still not working. THEN he came in out of nowhere! If he had only come like a half hour before, I would have decided once and for all that the universe is against me. He didn't catch me, but he brought in 3 huge boxes of water pipes for me to get ready to sell.

These water pipes are crazy!!!!! First of all, they are from China, and the way the people who make them are allowed to ship them out of China is by disguising them and calling them vases. They place this sticker that says "Made in China" over the bowl hole! The way they are designed, you cannot even see from the other side that there is a hole there! However, they use stickers with the cheapest, shittiest glue! And it is my job to first scrape that sticker off, which takes 2 min for some, but like 20 for others because it is stuck on so horribly! This transfer of slave labor to ME in the USA is what most of all out of everything I've ever heard about the CCP makes me think it is a little off. After I scrape the stickers off, I get to do a whole bunch of other things to those water pipes (BONGS) before they can be sold, and right now, I've convinced myself, Sarah, and Ivy to write blogs so I can do something other than my job! Another example of how I am not lazy sometimes!

A large part of why I actually mind doing all that stuff is because my thumb hurts. Two nights ago, I played Pacman for maybe 4 or 5 hours consecutively. For some reason, it feels like if I press the controls harder, I'll make him go faster, but instead, I've made my finger feel like an elephant stepped on it! Then last night, I washed a lot of dishes, which made my finger so pruney and in so much pain again. Tonight, I'll have to restrain myself from trying to beat Chance's Pacman record, which will be so hard, since it is impossible to not want to beat him!!! I'm never even competitive besides with him, but with him, it's with everything!

I keep thinking about food. I'm always hungry, and it makes me so mad that Sarah had to tell me about gelatin!!! I had never heard of that shit, and now I can't eat any of the many packs of gummies that are available to me! Not eating meat is no fun! Even less fun is not buying leather shoes, especially when Portland has become Michigan and it snows all the time and your last pair of leather shoes have holes on the bottom. I don't want to wear those rubber swamp shoes though!

Just now, a lady who was so high came into Jambo. She smelled so good