I let strangers use my cell phone way too much because I am a doormat and obsessed with having bad karma. Anyway, tonight on the light rail this kid who can't be older than 12 asks if he can use my cell phone, and I figure he has to call his mom or something because it's 11 P.M. and what the hell is a kid that age doing on the train this late, anyway?
Ummm, no, this little fucker calls San Diego and northern Minnesota just to shoot the shit with his friends. I have free long distance, but I was still pissed off that somebody took advantage of my liberal white guilt. Also, there was a really cute guy on the train but I did not look very sexy because I was stuffing my face with cashews and getting crumbs all over my coat.
Oh, and at work MY LEAST FAVORITE CUSTOMER CAME IN AGAIN. His name is Ron and he thinks he can get discounts just for being Ron. "Can you make this an extra 30% off?" he will ask. "No," I will smile, and he will in all seriousness ask "Can someone else?" FUCK YOU RON. THIS IS AMERICA. WE DO NOT BARTER HERE.
Also, I spilled the box of safety pins while putting shirts away and pricked myself eight thousand times. Also, sexy sexy boys came in. I should delete that sentence because I am not thirteen anymore.
Happy New Year Kids.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Today At Work a Lady Called Me an Idiot
I was putting scarves away at the same time she was looking at scarves, and the convo went like this:
Me: "Are you finding stuff okay?"
Lady: "I was until you knocked a scarf into my face. IDIOT."
I mean, I've certainly been called worse; I honestly don't think I've been called an idiot since grade school. I mean, who says that?? And for fuck's sake, on Christmas Eve Eve of all days! I don't want to dwell on it but I hope she cooks a bad Christmas dinner and everyone in her family gets food poisoning.
Me: "Are you finding stuff okay?"
Lady: "I was until you knocked a scarf into my face. IDIOT."
I mean, I've certainly been called worse; I honestly don't think I've been called an idiot since grade school. I mean, who says that?? And for fuck's sake, on Christmas Eve Eve of all days! I don't want to dwell on it but I hope she cooks a bad Christmas dinner and everyone in her family gets food poisoning.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Survey for y'all
1. Name:
2. Birthday:
3. Place of residence:
4. What makes you happy:
5. What are you listening to now/have listened to last:
6. Do you read my blog?:
7. If you do, what is particularly good/bad about it:
8. An interesting fact about you:
9. Are you in love/do you have a crush at the moment:
10. Favorite place to be:
11. Favorite lyric:
12. Best time of the year:
Recommend:
1. A film:
2. A book:
3. A band, a song and an album:
Plus:
1. One thing you like about me:
2. Two things you like about yourself:
3. Put this in your blog so I can tell you what I think of you.
2. Birthday:
3. Place of residence:
4. What makes you happy:
5. What are you listening to now/have listened to last:
6. Do you read my blog?:
7. If you do, what is particularly good/bad about it:
8. An interesting fact about you:
9. Are you in love/do you have a crush at the moment:
10. Favorite place to be:
11. Favorite lyric:
12. Best time of the year:
Recommend:
1. A film:
2. A book:
3. A band, a song and an album:
Plus:
1. One thing you like about me:
2. Two things you like about yourself:
3. Put this in your blog so I can tell you what I think of you.
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