There is no such thing as a perfect inventory, ever. Something always goes wrong, fucks up... and while it's certainly been smoother then OTHER inventories I've been through, it was still something special. I don't really want to go through it in detail, but I will tell you that zoning the 97 wall (luncheon/breakfast meat) was a REAL treat, especially considering that who ever put up freight (and I swear it wasn't me, they've had me in dairy) plugged the shit like a toliet after a run to taco bell.
That meant that anything that wasn't in it's proper home, I had to inventory prep, at the end I had four LARGE boxes filled with random crap.
The fuckers.
Thank god that's over, now to go and post and then sleep for a thousand years (i.e until 3:00PM)
