work sucks
All right, so I just got woken up by a call from Chartwell's, who said "We have you scheduled for lunch today, can you come in?" And I said, "Well, actually, John told me to come in on Saturday and that there wasn't anything today," and they're like "yeah, he screwed up, but can you come in?" and I thought, either I can jump out of bed like a fireman, get presentable, get down to wherever they're going and get paid for maybe three hours, or I could stay here and finish a paper. So I said I couldn't, and Charles hung up on me.
grrarrsnarrgagagarrr
The deadline for the aforementioned paper is in four minutes. Needless to say it's already gonna be late, but I don't feel like running around all crazylike for a job that can only scrape up three hours a week for me.
What does a girl have to do to make a few dollars on this campus?!?
Don't answer that.
grrarrsnarrgagagarrr
The deadline for the aforementioned paper is in four minutes. Needless to say it's already gonna be late, but I don't feel like running around all crazylike for a job that can only scrape up three hours a week for me.
What does a girl have to do to make a few dollars on this campus?!?
Don't answer that.