And everything went better than expected

Today at work was just another training day, basically. My 'supervisor' (if you could call her that, I'm really just taking her place and she's moving up to the counter and what not) is a pretty chill person; I've known her before I got the job from marching band. Lame, sure, but give a pig a pancake, would you?
Anyhow, I followed her about the place to see what to do on a normal weekday. Made hangers, swept, vacuumed; the gist of cleaning. By the way, those paper dealies dry cleaners put on your hangers are harder to put on than they seem. Really, I suck at it. That's besides the point, though. I hope tomorrow is equally nice, if not better.
Yours.

-Mottled