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Work last night was interesting, even though by all means it should have sucked. I ended up staying an hour late, willingly, because two people decided not to show up. Today was different though. Everyone that was supposed to be there was, but it was really busy, and Joe and Joe were both really pissed off, though im still not sure why one of them was. I suppose it really doesnt matter why he was mad, just that he was and was taking it out on everyone. The other Joe flat out lost it for a little while, which is a rare occurance, and led to a dent in the wall 20 feet off the ground from where his broom hit it. I was glad to go home when i did. Then a little boy got lost. Lindsey, this girl i work with, comes up to me with the kid, and asks me "What do we do if someones lost?". I was so annoyed at this point that i told her to go back in the theater and that id take care of it. So i start talking to the boy, being nice, asking him if he knew what movie theater he was in. He had no idea. So i walk him to customer service, and we run into his very pissed off, very frustrated dad on the way. This was good. However, the fact that the man all but dragged his crying 4-year old out of the theater annoyed me. Didnt show the slightest bit of concern, just, yelled at the kid for getting lost, thanked me, and grabs him by the arm, pulling him towards the door as he goes down the hallway. I followed, stopped the man, and had to ask him to stop yelling at the kid. I mean, really, it wasnt the kids fault at all. He was like, 4, at most, he couldnt even do full sentences. His dad had sent him out of the movie to the bathroom, which was around the corner and all the way down the hallway. He couldnt have really expected the kid to remember where he was going. And the kids trying to explain this, which wasnt going really well at all, because he was crying, and, as i said, couldnt really talk anyway. So i told the dad for him. He seemed, frustrated with me, to say the least. I really didnt care at that point. Eventually the ass leaves, witht he kid, still crying, and my boss decides to walk from around the corner. Apparently hed been siting there listening since i had started talking to the dad. He told me that he was going to tell the managers that id found the kid, since apparently the guy had been running around telling everyone that he could that his son ran away. How the fuck does a 4 year old "run away"? He went to the bathroom. Its the dumbfucks own fault he let his 4 year old go there alone. It really did nothing for the start of the day...
Tennis hasnt been bad. Hes been having us run alot more than we did last year. I think its just because of the new JV coach. He has a lot more experience than the main coach, and i think the main coach is showing off for him. Actually we all kind of think that. But whatever. It still hasnt been bad, and we all get in shape relatively fast so its been easy. The snow has made practice kind of fun too. Me Dan and Steve all hit the JV coach with a bunch of balls in a drill, by mistake, and in the process made that practice alot better than it was. That was thursday, in the snow, when it was 30 degrees. He said he thought it would be warmer than it had been wednesday; he was wrong. Practice friday was cancelled because of the snow and cold, which i was really glad for because i didnt want to go from practice straight to work without food.
School in itself has blown so far this quarter. I think my grades are okay, but, it still feels like a complete waste of time. I dont know what my schedule is for next year yet, im not even sure what classes i want to take. I really dont care at the moment either. Ill stay in latin, just because i dont want to take two more years of language. I dont know about ap bio or A&P or physics. I dont know if ill just do a semester of history then leave it at that or if i want to actually do a year course, though i dont need to. I dont know what ill do yet. There are too many things more important than school.
For the moment im still grounded from going anywhere or doing anything outside of my house with anyone. I hope that will change thursday. Tomorrow is the driver's thing that the court is making me go to. I get out of practice for that, so im glad (?), though i think id rather be in practice than listening to a woman talk about her dead kid for the 50th time this month. I mean, its not that i dont feel sorry for the woman, but, really, you can only fake cry so much. At least, thats my opinion.
Ugh, im tired of writing right now, though if i wanted i guess i could go on for a couple pages about the various things on my mind, but, i dont really feel like putting it all into one entry. I dont understand what the hell im feeling right now. Theres too much at the moment. Why am i bitching anyway? I have no right to. I mean really, empty screams alone in a desert, for lack of a better image. It doesnt fucking matter. Theres very little that does anymore. I dont know. Im done with this.
Tennis hasnt been bad. Hes been having us run alot more than we did last year. I think its just because of the new JV coach. He has a lot more experience than the main coach, and i think the main coach is showing off for him. Actually we all kind of think that. But whatever. It still hasnt been bad, and we all get in shape relatively fast so its been easy. The snow has made practice kind of fun too. Me Dan and Steve all hit the JV coach with a bunch of balls in a drill, by mistake, and in the process made that practice alot better than it was. That was thursday, in the snow, when it was 30 degrees. He said he thought it would be warmer than it had been wednesday; he was wrong. Practice friday was cancelled because of the snow and cold, which i was really glad for because i didnt want to go from practice straight to work without food.
School in itself has blown so far this quarter. I think my grades are okay, but, it still feels like a complete waste of time. I dont know what my schedule is for next year yet, im not even sure what classes i want to take. I really dont care at the moment either. Ill stay in latin, just because i dont want to take two more years of language. I dont know about ap bio or A&P or physics. I dont know if ill just do a semester of history then leave it at that or if i want to actually do a year course, though i dont need to. I dont know what ill do yet. There are too many things more important than school.
For the moment im still grounded from going anywhere or doing anything outside of my house with anyone. I hope that will change thursday. Tomorrow is the driver's thing that the court is making me go to. I get out of practice for that, so im glad (?), though i think id rather be in practice than listening to a woman talk about her dead kid for the 50th time this month. I mean, its not that i dont feel sorry for the woman, but, really, you can only fake cry so much. At least, thats my opinion.
Ugh, im tired of writing right now, though if i wanted i guess i could go on for a couple pages about the various things on my mind, but, i dont really feel like putting it all into one entry. I dont understand what the hell im feeling right now. Theres too much at the moment. Why am i bitching anyway? I have no right to. I mean really, empty screams alone in a desert, for lack of a better image. It doesnt fucking matter. Theres very little that does anymore. I dont know. Im done with this.