notes about the "well that was an adventure" comment. Basically... It was Tuesday, biblestudy night, the new truck night at work, and my first night back at work for the week. I didn't sleep much that day because I played videogames. I tried to take an hour nap, but I didn't start falling asleep until the time I set my alarms to wake me up. I hit the snooze on the first alarm and fell asleep right after that (after not being able to sleep for a full hour of trying). It was a struggle to get up, not that i really needed much sleep, I slept for like 14+ hours the night before, and have had more than enough sleep before then. So the difficulty wasn't from a lack of sleep. I got up, and got dressed, and went to meet up with my buddy to walk with her to biblestudy. Got there late, but everyone else was running on a later schedual, so it worked out fine. Biblestudy was good (more details on that possibly to come, i don't know if i feel like writing it all), after biblestudy, I walked my buddy back to the train stop, and she let me borrow a token so i could take the train closer to work because I was close to running late. I arrived 15 minutes late, and it seemed like everyone was just upset and unhappy and directed it at me. Not that I didn't contribue to their reason to be upset or unhappy by being late, but there was more to it than just me being late (as i got down to the train station, my train was just leaving, so i had to wait quite a while for the next one to come). Oh, and all throughout the night, i just felt a real heaviness on my heart, so i prayed about it and had a hard time doing so, but i knew that God would take care of whatever it was and not let it keep me from doing all I needed to do at work. All I really knew was that it was weighing on my heart, trying to push me down and force me to run back into my little bubble that i have been clawing so hard at to get out of, and hide. I was tired all night. I ran the main register, and worked on stocking the front wall and candy aisle. After finishing the front wall, this lingering tiredness was just still with me and slowing me down a lot. So I sat for 15 minutes to try to get rid of it, and it became apparent to me after that that i needed to just take my lunch break, and come out and finish my work. I told my manager that I'm taking my lunch break, and he told me 'no, you're not -- who's gonna look after the main register?' I told him "you have a register log-in, you can take care of it." At the time, he was sitting on the counter, reading a magazine, there were also 3 other people working in the store, potentially one of them could keep an eye on the main register for a half hour while I take my lunch break. So whatever, basically he repeated the same you're not taking a lunch break because there's no one to cover the main register for you, while I basically repeated my I want to take my lunch break, and I'm taking my lunch break, and steadily went towards the back to do so. He got upset with me and told me if I'm gonna clock out for a half hour I may as well just clock out and go home. So I said ok, clocked out, put on my coat, and left [rest of the story when i feel like typing it]