I have Friday off, so I've been working alittle longer each day to make up for the day that I will miss. I worked 6 3/4 hours yesterday, and 5 3/4 today. My kiosk is such a horrible shape, a big rectangular box, I puty wheels onit, which help, but is stupidly awkward. Anyway I didn't get much sleep last night, well was woken up really early ( the city is digging up the street directly in front of my apartment), I was on my way to the bus stop for the 11:48am bus, but seen it drive out while I was still down the street, after having the box trip me, hit me, and generally disappoint me, I threw it on the ground and KICKED it. I really kicked it too. I have been lugging this thing to and from the super store twice a day, 4 days a week , for two weeks, and I finally cracked. I was so freaking tired, I started crying, I went in the store, still lugging this awkward box, and sat on a bench and cried for alittle while, pulled myself together finally, and called a cab. I got there, set up and waited. I stood there for almost 3 hours before someone signed up for a sample. Although at one point an older man stopped and said " can I ask you a question?" I told him sure, and he asked me if I knew where the first donut had been made, I said no, and he said " in Greece". It was a cute little joke, and it brightened my day alittle. I ended up getting 9 samples given away, 6 of them in the last hour and a half. I asked customere service if it was ok if I left the box there, and he let me, so now I don't have to deal with lugging it anywhere. I feel better now, I don't work tomorrow, I'm hanging out with Jackie for Canada day. I think I'll give her a call now.......write later