You would think that, being done with high school, I could escape all the high school bullshit...
I hate that stupid he-said-she-said-that-I-said shit. I really do. I won't even go into that. On another stupid annoyance, David, another bus boy up at work, told Dennis, the bus boy I'm currently dating, that I was cheating on him with Jason, a cook. There are so many things wrong with this. I will now proceed to list them:
1. I'm not cheating on Dennis with Jason
2. I would not do ANYTHING with Jason
3. I would never cheat on Dennis
4. David told Dennis instead of confronting me
5. David didn't get his facts straight before he went to Dennis
6. Our relationship is none of David's business
7. If I was cheating, it's still not David's place to say anything to anyone
8. David's perfectly comfortable acting like he didn't say anything
9. When confronted he LIED (which, those of you who know me, know I can't stand)
But what the fuck ever, that's just more Ihop bullshit I go through on an everyday basis.
On a happier note, I had a job interview at Circuit City Saturday. I was pretty nervous and fidgeted and the beginning of it, but towards the end, I relaxed and it went more smoothly. I have a second interview with the store director on Tuesday.
On some other offhand, out-of-blue, damn-that's-funny-but-it-sucks note, my sister tried to touch up my roots, and turned my hair neon tangerine. Gay David from work is going to do my hair Tuesday before my interview. I've decided to just dye it brown to cover up all this shit.
Now I'm going to fuck with my journal some more. Good day to you all.
1. I'm not cheating on Dennis with Jason
2. I would not do ANYTHING with Jason
3. I would never cheat on Dennis
4. David told Dennis instead of confronting me
5. David didn't get his facts straight before he went to Dennis
6. Our relationship is none of David's business
7. If I was cheating, it's still not David's place to say anything to anyone
8. David's perfectly comfortable acting like he didn't say anything
9. When confronted he LIED (which, those of you who know me, know I can't stand)
But what the fuck ever, that's just more Ihop bullshit I go through on an everyday basis.
On a happier note, I had a job interview at Circuit City Saturday. I was pretty nervous and fidgeted and the beginning of it, but towards the end, I relaxed and it went more smoothly. I have a second interview with the store director on Tuesday.
On some other offhand, out-of-blue, damn-that's-funny-but-it-sucks note, my sister tried to touch up my roots, and turned my hair neon tangerine. Gay David from work is going to do my hair Tuesday before my interview. I've decided to just dye it brown to cover up all this shit.
Now I'm going to fuck with my journal some more. Good day to you all.