Milk

Work was exceptionally busy. There was so much back stock to go through. I spent the morning talking to M&B Guy (Milk and Butter Guy). I know the girl he likes and I know what she thinks of him, so I decided to torture him. I never did tell him, I think he should find out by asking her.

Over lunch I read my lesbian magazine with W. He thinks people who are out are brave. I think people who are closeted aren't ready; people who are out were ready.

After lunch I was put on milk. I was kneeling on the floor and one slipped. Suddenly I have 4 pints down me. I have to stand by my flood of milk until someone comes by to get a floor wet sign. For five minutes.

After work I changed and walked downstairs, and out the green metal door...