The people at my work are so incredibly sweet. I had just about the worst morning ever, because I couldn't take my meds and I was shaking and couldn't understand words and I was ready to break down. But they let me take a break, one gave me some hot tea to drink, and I called Collin and he brought what was left of my Concerta to work. After that, I was a selling machine, like I sold soooo many Lord of Misrule bombs it was ridiculous (though it's not that hard, LoM practically sells itself). And then, after my shift, which went about an hour and a half over because the hours got shifted, they gave me a bunch of written off products, like lipsticks and Santa's lip scrub and an entire Full of Grace. They're so fantastic. Everybody there is. I actually love my job.