nothing much to report with about work.
things are pretty much becoming routine.
i'm learning a few names and making even fewer friends.
seems the mother-aged employees like to talk to me the most.
probably just they just generally like to talk the most, but whatever.

the highlight of the day was finding an old indian head penny in my till.
the fucker dates back to 1906 and is in pretty damn good shape for being traded around for just under a century.
the back is very basic. a wreath with a sheild at the top surrounding one cent.

but enough about that.
although i got nothing else.

oh. one thing.
i hate it when i try to joke with people at work (customers), and i dont realize til after i try, that they arent the joking type.
what a buzzkill.