08-25-00
Today’s topic: No Smoking Please
Hey! Guess who’s home on this lovely Friday night? It’s our good friend Laura. I don’t know why I say things like that. If it’s to make myself feel worse, or if it’s to make everyone else feel guilty. Or maybe just because I wouldn’t be typing if I wasn’t home. I went shopping today. Not for me. Just to pick up Alanna’s last minute items before she leaves for college tomorrow morning. That’s one friend I got to see before she left. I’m glad. We went to the mall, and kicked around in Vicky’s. Then ran into Kim as we were walking out. She was having a cigarette break…and stopped me to ask if I was still unemployed. I of course said yes. And she asked if I would mind coming back to Gadzooks for an assistant manager position. I of course said no I would not mind. Even though that would mean that not only would I be working with Ralph…but also Ben. (I’m thinking that it’s not such a good idea) I guess Kim gets these “feelings” when she thinks someone is going to quit. So the position will be open. In other words, she probably doesn’t like the person very much, and they’ve been giving said person crap hours…and writing them up for reasons unexplainable. Thus you have retail. One of the worst jobs…ever. But I need a job. And I haven’t exactly been…out pounding the streets looking for one. So I suppose asst. manager isn’t so bad for not even trying. I’m so lazy. I told her to give me a call if the position needs filled.
~I hate you, and your apathy. You can leave, you can leave. I don’t want you here.~
So she got a new stereo for her dorm…and then we headed to her house so she could finish packing. We’re driving down this long country road, and get stuck behind this idiot driving a blue pick up truck. He’s flicking his ashes out the window, and bobbing his head…he’s got on his visor turned around and upside down like “pretty fly for a white guy”. First of all, he was making me mad cause he was driving extremely slow. Second, I threatened that if those ashes flew in my window, I’d bump the back of his crappy truck. He keeps looking in his mirrors, trying to see if we were hot. So we come to a four way stop, and he physically turns around and looks. Both Alanna and I were a bit shocked. I mean, people don’t often do things so blatantly. Anyhow, he takes off, and starts swerving around on the road. Ya, cause he’s so smooth. Guys are such fools. I’m sure you’re turning a girl on by swerving around on the road and proving your lack of motor vehicle skills. Anyhow, I was going to beep at him, and scream something out the window, but we came to another stop, and he put on his left turn signal. Since we were going straight, I told Alanna to flip him off. So he goes to turn the corner, and turns his whole body around again for one last look at the hot chicks behind him…and we both flipped him off. THAT’S what I call a spanking. Here we have “Mr. I’m on an ego trip” and two girls who find his attitude less than attractive flip him off?!?! Hilarious. That’s comedy. He probably looked over at the passenger and said something really mean about us. But I didn’t hear it, so I really don’t care. Cause it’s so much fun to pull people off of their pedestals. Mean, yes. But also fun.
~People dyin’ for no reason at all. Age is no difference or if you’re big or small.~
James has been over twice this week for dinner. Not on purpose. He just drops by after work which seems to be right around dinner time. So while feeding myself, I feed him too. I asked if he’d said anything to Goo or Andrew about catching supper at my house, and he said no. He wanted to keep it all for himself. He’s a greedy boy. Hah! The funniest thing! Ok. Not the funniest. But my Aunt just called informing me that she put in a good word for me at Lerner New York. So whether I like it or not, it seems as though I’m going back to retail…and the mall. (ugh!) She said she had talked to my dad, and asked if I had a job yet. He said no. and then ragged about it for a half an hour. I don’t know what his big deal is. So when I went in to hang up the phone, I kinda made one of those “you really get on my nerves” grunt type things. And he’s like…(famous line) “what’s your problem?” So I say “nothing.” And then as soon as I leave the room, I do the most childish thing I’ve done in forever. I turn around and make a funny face at him through the wall. Then walked away laughing at myself. So, the question is, do I work at Gadzooks, which is more laid back…you can wear jeans. Or do I work at Lerner which is dressy…almost stuck up. I do own more Lerner clothes than Gadzooks. But I would almost rather go for comfort. That’s what I hate most about working at the mall. Because if you work in a clothes store, you HAVE to wear their brands. Why is working…such a hassle for me? Because I can’t be myself. You have to be this really nice, always happy, the customer is always right person. When I would rather be a feeling how I’m feeling, doesn’t like to clean, the customer is NOT right because the policy says this type of person. It’s awfully boring and complicated. So I have a tough decision to make. And then I need to go and do what I’ve got to. Most likely tomorrow. After Nicole and I go to the gym tomorrow morning. Arg!
~I’m a freak, of nature.~
It’s official mass spanking day! (WARNING: Use your spanking wisely.)
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