Ok, so my 11 hours wasn't so bad, though I grow weary of telling people that I have no systems. And, for the record and everyone's edification, now that the first shipment has gone out, the distributors do not know when they'll give us more. So, no, we can't know.

Also, y'know what? I have no idea what "a 12 year old" would want. I could start to guess with a bit more information, but at least lead with a sex, hey? (Question: Why is every child everywhere, apparently, somewhere on the bright to very very smart spectrum?)

But it turns out that my biggest peeve is over the simplest of things: If you're carrying around a checkbook as your sole method of payment, (archaic things, really) don't you think you ought have a pen?

Bah. Good thing I only have 10 hours tomorrow, or I'd be burning out. :)