It's Friday (really). Let's Dance!

My good luck 0r hang-oon (Korean speak) just ain't been all that good this week. Yesterday I woke up happy that it was a Friday. Some or many of you may have noticed it was not. Now my wife, the lovely Kim, has just announced that I have to go to work early today. Basically I'd rather take an ass-beating but I will dutifully go and sell to the masses who want to steal shit from our store. The highlight of my day is kindly ejecting homeless types who straight-up stank and want to try on clothing....EEEeeeeewww! What I'm saying is that my ju-ju/karma/mojo/magical-mustache- powers seem to have no affect on the world in which I live, or in Washington D.C. Maybe I'll have better luck on Ebay. It's Friday, I guess...so dance anyway. I'm sorry if I sniped an item out from under you. No, I don't care if you've been the highest bidder all week. I feel like crap. I need a victory and a drink!