omg the airport is the best place in which to be very jealous of a lot of people all at once. especially in departure, where you see fantastically rich men in suits striding into the shop and picking up a bottle of blue label just for the hell of it, and dinky old little japanese ladies traipsing in to poke at the bottles very politely, and hordes of people flying off to places like heathrow and tokyo and amsterdam and india and paris OH MY GOD the way they speak french they must get laid like crazy over there. am very racistly glad that im not in T1 with all the china flights but in T2 and 3, long-haul and strange languages for me! plus in a liquor store you get to TASTE. i sure get a lot out of my six bucks an hour hohoho. the only downside to the job is having to sell crappy whiskey and not be able to buy any of the very very yummy others *_*

my last post was a month ago, oh dear i seem to have forgotten how to write