I left really late Tuesday night to drive down to Visalia to help open a new Tilly's. Store openings are my favorite. I got there about 2:30 am and hit the hay immediately because I had to be up at 6:00am and down stairs in the lobby at 7:00 with the rest of the Tilly's crew. I woke up with a sore throat, but I just figured it was from all the chain smoking the night before to stay awake and hoped it would go away. We got to work at 8:00 am and unloaded a truck with a slew of problems. First we didn't have a key for the lock on the truck, so we just cut it off problem solved. Then the boxes wouldn't scan into the pos system so me and my boy scout like skills came prepared with my knife and I just cut all of the labels off . . . this is about 300 boxes that I had to cut bar codes off of . . .Ugggg, but working like the awesome team we are and even with the problems we were done in a little over and hour . . . it took Vegas 3+ hours, maybe they should drink less lol. So the first day went great, so great that we finished everything for Wednesday as well. After a long exhausting day and no sleep I went back to the hotel and hit the hay. I woke up around 4am to one of the girls in my room crying (I guess she was having boy troubles), my other roomy asked if I was sleeping and I said no in a very deep and manly sounding voice, apparently it wasn't the chain smoking I guess I really was getting sick. The next morning lobby time was 8am and my voice was only getting worse. I got some tea with honey from starbucks, but I couldn't seem to shake the man voice. We had a training day at work with all of the new hires and I redid the bag wall which turned out amazing if I do say so.
I also created this cool beachy looking post set-up that I'm really digging and my DVM thought turned out great. There was two girl sides and two guys sides.
The team went out to dinner after and had a drink and it was a really fun time had by all. My DM and DVM went back to there room and the rest of us went out to this little brewery behind our hotel and had a few more drinks. Not the best idea on my part given that I was getting sick, but I never get to hang out with theses people, so I said screw it and got a good buzz going. After the bar closed (at 11:30 mind you, Visalia is a small town) we went and hit up the hottub which closed at 10, but we didn't care. We went to be around 1:30 and had to be up packed and ready to check out at 7:00 am. I woke up and felt like I was hit by a train. It had gone from a sore throat to full on runny nose aches and just yucky feeling. So my day sucked and the worst part was even if I got to go home early I still had a 3 1/2 hour drive. She let me go at 3:00 and I can't believe I didn't get in an accident on the way back cause I'm pretty sure I was asleep for most of it and I was the one driving I woke up a few times cause I ran off the side on those bumps designed to wake truckers up . . . well they work. I finally made it back safe and sound to San Jose at 7:00 and went to sleep till the next morning at about 11:00 am. I fell better still have a stuffy nose, however my voice is all kinds of gone. Call me if you want to here how bad it sounds. Hope all is well and everyone has an awesome and safe St. Patrick's Day tomorrow!
