Now I know what Graeme feels like.
well i thought i should post something in here. i finished my last class yesterday, done. feels weird. in celebration i will entertain all you fuckers with a gay little story...
once upon a time yesterday while writing my final essay, i went to the chinese dep down the street, and the guy behind the counter just went dowstairs into the store room, as soon as i walked in, leaving his 10 year old daughter behid the register, saying some shit in chinese. so i put some shit (coca cola) on the counter to buy, then after she and i stand there staring around and waiting for what seemed like an eternity (but was actually more like 30 seconds) she starts to ring the shit up. I, stinking from not showering and red eyed from smoking weed and writing my shit essay, of course had come to buy cigarettes too, and i point to the pack i want and she rings it up, i pay her, and leave. dudes, i've felt odd (and dirty) before, but getting served by a 10 year old girl made me feel like the biggest piece of shit in the world.
in conclusion: fuck you mcgill.
once upon a time yesterday while writing my final essay, i went to the chinese dep down the street, and the guy behind the counter just went dowstairs into the store room, as soon as i walked in, leaving his 10 year old daughter behid the register, saying some shit in chinese. so i put some shit (coca cola) on the counter to buy, then after she and i stand there staring around and waiting for what seemed like an eternity (but was actually more like 30 seconds) she starts to ring the shit up. I, stinking from not showering and red eyed from smoking weed and writing my shit essay, of course had come to buy cigarettes too, and i point to the pack i want and she rings it up, i pay her, and leave. dudes, i've felt odd (and dirty) before, but getting served by a 10 year old girl made me feel like the biggest piece of shit in the world.
in conclusion: fuck you mcgill.