Saturday, December 25, 2004

I survived Chadstone 24 hour shopping, and let me tell you, gift wrapping and making "retail small talk" at 4am is a strange, strange experience. What freaks me out is that there was no lull. I started my shift at midnight, and until 3am it was like a mosh pit, within which I just walked around crazily saying "miyah, how are you guys going tonight? [don't wait for response] Great, great...". By 5am, early morning shoppers had started to swarm in. Why? How? And what the hell was Guy Sebastian doing there? Anyway, Merry Christmas, yo.

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