So maybe it'll take me half an hour to get my uniform on tonight... :p
Also though, awkward situation at Walmart earlier this afternoon. That pillowcase / sham I wanted was still there, but there was another nifty pink one on the shelf above it that I wanted too. After some deliberation of whether or not anyone would ask questions, I brought them up to the checkout, and waited in line. When my turn came, the cashier couldn't find the bar code on the pink one <<; But after some convincing (ie: saying I found it right next to the other ones) she scanned the one with a bar code twice, and I went on my way, only to be called back and given my receipt. I'm sure they're explicitly instructed to not ask questions that don't have an immediate link to the checkout process (just like we can't ask customers at work why they're ordering so much food), but that doesn't cover the people that were standing behind me.
Nothing out of the ordinary happened at Real Canadian Superstore, but just as soon as we got home, Mom took Naomi back out there to get more chocolate milk, thus not only wasting gas, but also making it so that Adam had to walk home.
Anyways, supper. Hamburgers. Good enough :3