have you ever felt that someone was watching you at possibly the worst moment?
well, that happened to me today.
i work at a lacrosse store where we get boxes and boxes of new equipment every day.
eventually, these cardboard boxes have to be cut down and put into the dumpster.
lucky for me, that's usually my job. and today there were SO many boxes. probably 200 of all shapes and sizes (here's a side note, these boxes are very often taller and bigger than i am).
so i flatten them down and then i have to carry them from our garage 50 yards to the dumpster.
and no, there is no way around making lots of little trips. i've researched it.
so there i am stumbling back and forth with all these cardboard boxes trying to carry as much as i can in each trip 50 yards to the dumpster and throwing them over (another side note: the dumpster is even taller than i am).
on each trip i was just hoping that no one was watching me.
cause if they were they were definitely making fun of me.
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