I'm having a beer after a long, hard day and it feels like freedom.The regional manager called a week ago and asked for pictures of the store because Ohio is doing worse than anywhere else in the US. He wrote back a 3 line email with little tips about what I can fix and then that was it. Today he called again saying that Dov wants to see pictures of the store and to send more. Jesus, they act like the whole company is going under because of where I hang the one shoulder dress and what kind of hanger it's on. I've decided not to worry about it anymore. I'll do what I can and that's where it ends. I didn't get a raise when I took on more responsibility and haven't gotten one in the year that I've been back (no one will let me ask for one, even) so they can lick my balls.Now that that is over, let me share with you a picture of what happens when Brian tries to take a nap while I'm doing laundry.
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