Inventory: KMart employee finds new definition of hell

Today we did inventory.

I now have new motivation to be a good person and try to get to heaven. Because I found out today what's in store for me in hell. No fiery pits, no Devil chuckling meniacly. Oh no. It's flourescent lights and never-ending little slips of paper demanding a verification count, which will never agree with the listed number.

My brain hurts, and I'm really, really hoping I don't fall asleep on the drive home from class tonight.

Oh, hell would also contain no coffee.