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Maaaaaaaa. +_+
I can't decide if I want to stab something, set something on fire or punch someone in the face. Maybe I want to do all of them, I'm not really sure at this point.
Work is work. I've got my fair share of complaints but nothing really worth noting other than I work with a bunch of kids that have the brains of cockroaches. They don't seem to understand that when you're at work you're supposed to work. Dumbasses fucked around too much and then we all had to stay an hour after to clean up. Oh well, now is story time. There was a family that came in to buy Halloween stuff and they bought a couple of ninja swords. I was scanning the rest of their stuff and looking down at one of them when I realized that it had actual words in Japanese. Not just words. Complete thoughts. The first one?
DRINK YOUR MILK.
I shit you not. And if I remember correctly the last bit said something about listening to your mother, but I've had a raging headache since 7pm.
Mom called yesterday to ask me to check in on the animals after work tonight because apparently she and my dad were going to El Paso. Real nice of her to call me and tell me that they went and then came right back. I called her twice during the day to see where they were because I get worried when I don't hear from them and they're supposed to be traveling. I get there after work, see that all the vehicles are there and go inside anyway. I made sure that I woke up my mom as well. Granted I could have done it in a better way, but I was annoyed, so I just stood in the doorway silently until she woke up and freaked out. When I asked her why she didn't call me back to let me know what was going on her response was that she couldn't because I was at work. Sorry mom, that excuse doesn't fly. I've got voicemail, she could have left me one just like she did before.
dslkjdkdfj. Still feeling retardedly annoyed and rather apathetic toward most things but I didn't expect that to fade any time soon. Not when it's been going on for so much longer than I've let on. The thing that set me off most recently was something stupid anyway, at least that's what I'll claim for the time being. Oh well, oh well. I was really looking forward to just chilling tonight and staying up a little later since I have the day off tomorrow, but the only distractions I had kind of fell through. At this point I can't think of much else that I want to do aside from going to bed and I might just do that. Who knows, who knows~. /o/
I can't decide if I want to stab something, set something on fire or punch someone in the face. Maybe I want to do all of them, I'm not really sure at this point.
Work is work. I've got my fair share of complaints but nothing really worth noting other than I work with a bunch of kids that have the brains of cockroaches. They don't seem to understand that when you're at work you're supposed to work. Dumbasses fucked around too much and then we all had to stay an hour after to clean up. Oh well, now is story time. There was a family that came in to buy Halloween stuff and they bought a couple of ninja swords. I was scanning the rest of their stuff and looking down at one of them when I realized that it had actual words in Japanese. Not just words. Complete thoughts. The first one?
DRINK YOUR MILK.
I shit you not. And if I remember correctly the last bit said something about listening to your mother, but I've had a raging headache since 7pm.
Mom called yesterday to ask me to check in on the animals after work tonight because apparently she and my dad were going to El Paso. Real nice of her to call me and tell me that they went and then came right back. I called her twice during the day to see where they were because I get worried when I don't hear from them and they're supposed to be traveling. I get there after work, see that all the vehicles are there and go inside anyway. I made sure that I woke up my mom as well. Granted I could have done it in a better way, but I was annoyed, so I just stood in the doorway silently until she woke up and freaked out. When I asked her why she didn't call me back to let me know what was going on her response was that she couldn't because I was at work. Sorry mom, that excuse doesn't fly. I've got voicemail, she could have left me one just like she did before.
dslkjdkdfj. Still feeling retardedly annoyed and rather apathetic toward most things but I didn't expect that to fade any time soon. Not when it's been going on for so much longer than I've let on. The thing that set me off most recently was something stupid anyway, at least that's what I'll claim for the time being. Oh well, oh well. I was really looking forward to just chilling tonight and staying up a little later since I have the day off tomorrow, but the only distractions I had kind of fell through. At this point I can't think of much else that I want to do aside from going to bed and I might just do that. Who knows, who knows~. /o/
