What a day...
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
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LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)Very LowLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Very LowLevel 2 (Lustful)Very HighLevel 3 (Gluttonous)HighLevel 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very HighLevel 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)ExtremeLevel 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Very HighLevel 7 (Violent)ExtremeLevel 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)Very HighLevel 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Very High
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I just had the most LOVELY day! You wouldn't believe how amazing it was... let me elaborate.
I get to work and everything goes great for awhile. Raz comes in to bring me dinner during my break, and I have a nice chat with him before returning to mixing milk, coffee, and caramel for our beautiful guests. Everything is fine. At least until time crawls closer to the end of my shift...
Remember that bar I mentioned? The one I hate? Yes, well... a drunk man came in tonight. Nothing new, really. Except that this particular individual insists that I need to give him the keys to the storage closet because he sleeps in there. Right. The only things that sleep in there are brooms, mops, the stock that we don't have room to put up on the shelves (coffee cups, etc) and assorted goods as such. Ah, let me mention that he also sexually harassed me. He said something to the effects of "Go with me and I'll prove I sleep in there... go in there and you'll wake up in the morning all naked, sleeping next to me!" I am really sick of all these sexual come-ons that have been going on lately. Anyway.. he leaves but returns, insisting that Ceci and I were making insults at him as he left. We did nothing of the sort, and I ask him politely to leave. He doesn't, instead insisting that he has a recording even... a recording of Ceci and I insulting him as he left. I ask him to present his incriminating evidence, but he insists that I must call the cops and he will show them alone. I agree, start dialing my own phone number (pretending it is the police) and he leaves faster than anything. Ceci asked me why I didn't call the police, but I explain that by the time they got here, he would have left anyway and it wouldn't have been worth it; they have better things to do than chase drunks away from Starbucks. She nods, and everything goes back to normal. Or so we thought...
Brenda calls me into the back office, asking me to go pick up her food, as she has no time to leave her paperwork. She tells me that she'll pay me, and that both Ceci and I can run her errand. I pack up my things, and Ceci and I are off. We come to a traffic light and we are the second ones at this particular light. The person in front of me decides to revv up his engine and back up into me! Just point blank, VROOM!! O_o I'm pissed about this time, and he pulls off the side and I park behind him. The first thought that passed through my mind was that perhaps an enemy of mine had done that on purpose in order to get me upset enough to box. I'm expecting a girl to pop out of the driver's seat, but instead... it is a wannabe Mexican cholo. Whoo hoo. He tells me about his insurance, but I get Ceci to get his info, as I'm too upset to speak... much less get the asshole's information. My car isn't hurt hardly at all, a bit scratched but otherwise okay. His car didn't fare so luckily. His back bumper is smashed to hell. I secretly laugh... heh. He asks "Why are you getting my number if your car isn't even bad?" I reply "Don't worry. You'll be hearing from us... my insurance company and I" and he says "Well, your car isn't even messed up! So why will you be calling?" and after saying that, he gives me this huge, perverted smile and I can feel his eyes undressing me. I throw him my middle finger, decide that killing him is not worth my time (Brenda hates cold food after all...), jump in my car and go on to get Brenda's food.
Oh, guess what...? I have finally found a final reason to sell my car. Parking alone is expensive as hell and I really do hate the traffic... maybe I'll just save up for a motorbike like Raz's, or else I'll try to convince him to haul my happy arse to school, work, home and so on. I should have enough to pay him... but I digress...
We get to the place and present her card. Turns out that her card doesn't have the funds. Now, I'm about to kill anyone that I come in contact with. The scum of humanity, and the horrible realization that I am a member of a species that I wish I could eliminate... *sigh* I call Brenda and she sends her son over with a different card. Why she didn't send her son for her food in the first place, I do not know. The second card works, and we are out and on our way. Get back to Brenda, give her the food and swear on my last employed breath that I will never again go on food runs for her. She begs me to stay, but I've had it. I finally end up giving in after she promises me a nice raise. =)
Only two good things happened tonight. I got a raise and Raz came by. You know, the entire time that the shiz that was going on went on, all I kept chanting in my head was "Raz cared enough to visit me and have dinner" over and over and over. A mantra to keep the last of my crumbling sanity. I really wish that Raz hadn't left... if only he'd been there to help me out with that drunken asshole.
Ah well... the shift is over and I couldn't be happier. Now off for a couple of days, whee!! I'm so tired of all of this...
~Lilyth
Raz, if you read this, get back to me on the ride thing. I can't take the shiz of owning a car anymore... do you think you can fit hauling me around into your schedule? I can pay you, so don't worry about that...
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)Very LowLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Very LowLevel 2 (Lustful)Very HighLevel 3 (Gluttonous)HighLevel 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very HighLevel 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)ExtremeLevel 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Very HighLevel 7 (Violent)ExtremeLevel 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)Very HighLevel 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Very High
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I just had the most LOVELY day! You wouldn't believe how amazing it was... let me elaborate.
I get to work and everything goes great for awhile. Raz comes in to bring me dinner during my break, and I have a nice chat with him before returning to mixing milk, coffee, and caramel for our beautiful guests. Everything is fine. At least until time crawls closer to the end of my shift...
Remember that bar I mentioned? The one I hate? Yes, well... a drunk man came in tonight. Nothing new, really. Except that this particular individual insists that I need to give him the keys to the storage closet because he sleeps in there. Right. The only things that sleep in there are brooms, mops, the stock that we don't have room to put up on the shelves (coffee cups, etc) and assorted goods as such. Ah, let me mention that he also sexually harassed me. He said something to the effects of "Go with me and I'll prove I sleep in there... go in there and you'll wake up in the morning all naked, sleeping next to me!" I am really sick of all these sexual come-ons that have been going on lately. Anyway.. he leaves but returns, insisting that Ceci and I were making insults at him as he left. We did nothing of the sort, and I ask him politely to leave. He doesn't, instead insisting that he has a recording even... a recording of Ceci and I insulting him as he left. I ask him to present his incriminating evidence, but he insists that I must call the cops and he will show them alone. I agree, start dialing my own phone number (pretending it is the police) and he leaves faster than anything. Ceci asked me why I didn't call the police, but I explain that by the time they got here, he would have left anyway and it wouldn't have been worth it; they have better things to do than chase drunks away from Starbucks. She nods, and everything goes back to normal. Or so we thought...
Brenda calls me into the back office, asking me to go pick up her food, as she has no time to leave her paperwork. She tells me that she'll pay me, and that both Ceci and I can run her errand. I pack up my things, and Ceci and I are off. We come to a traffic light and we are the second ones at this particular light. The person in front of me decides to revv up his engine and back up into me! Just point blank, VROOM!! O_o I'm pissed about this time, and he pulls off the side and I park behind him. The first thought that passed through my mind was that perhaps an enemy of mine had done that on purpose in order to get me upset enough to box. I'm expecting a girl to pop out of the driver's seat, but instead... it is a wannabe Mexican cholo. Whoo hoo. He tells me about his insurance, but I get Ceci to get his info, as I'm too upset to speak... much less get the asshole's information. My car isn't hurt hardly at all, a bit scratched but otherwise okay. His car didn't fare so luckily. His back bumper is smashed to hell. I secretly laugh... heh. He asks "Why are you getting my number if your car isn't even bad?" I reply "Don't worry. You'll be hearing from us... my insurance company and I" and he says "Well, your car isn't even messed up! So why will you be calling?" and after saying that, he gives me this huge, perverted smile and I can feel his eyes undressing me. I throw him my middle finger, decide that killing him is not worth my time (Brenda hates cold food after all...), jump in my car and go on to get Brenda's food.
Oh, guess what...? I have finally found a final reason to sell my car. Parking alone is expensive as hell and I really do hate the traffic... maybe I'll just save up for a motorbike like Raz's, or else I'll try to convince him to haul my happy arse to school, work, home and so on. I should have enough to pay him... but I digress...
We get to the place and present her card. Turns out that her card doesn't have the funds. Now, I'm about to kill anyone that I come in contact with. The scum of humanity, and the horrible realization that I am a member of a species that I wish I could eliminate... *sigh* I call Brenda and she sends her son over with a different card. Why she didn't send her son for her food in the first place, I do not know. The second card works, and we are out and on our way. Get back to Brenda, give her the food and swear on my last employed breath that I will never again go on food runs for her. She begs me to stay, but I've had it. I finally end up giving in after she promises me a nice raise. =)
Only two good things happened tonight. I got a raise and Raz came by. You know, the entire time that the shiz that was going on went on, all I kept chanting in my head was "Raz cared enough to visit me and have dinner" over and over and over. A mantra to keep the last of my crumbling sanity. I really wish that Raz hadn't left... if only he'd been there to help me out with that drunken asshole.
Ah well... the shift is over and I couldn't be happier. Now off for a couple of days, whee!! I'm so tired of all of this...
~Lilyth
Raz, if you read this, get back to me on the ride thing. I can't take the shiz of owning a car anymore... do you think you can fit hauling me around into your schedule? I can pay you, so don't worry about that...