tgif, yo..
i had work at 8:30am. from the start i knew the day was going to suck cuz i was the only cashier again and chris, the stock boy i like, wasn't going to be there. sure enough the day dragged on like nobody's business. since it was friday there were tons of customers and questions and crazyness going on.
i finally got my break at 12:15 and went to the "break room" to eat and have a snapple. i checked to see if there were any cameras and didn't see any. i definitely want to do the nasty in there. it's so shady and forbidden that it's hot. i'm hoping that if i play my cards right chris and i could have the best half an hour the break room's ever seen. so after i ate i went outside for a cigarette and got back to my register.
after taking like two customers some kid comes up to the register and asks for a pack of newport lights. i ask him if he has id and he said he did so i walked over and got the pack. i got back to the counter and he took out his money and made no move to show me his id. i asked for it again and he said he didn't have any. i apologized and told him that i could not sell him the cigarettes and he left. a minute later a man from consumer affairs comes in and informs us that we did a job well done and hadn't sold the cigarettes to a minor. it was a trick. and i didn't sell 'em. phew. getting caught selling cigarettes to minors is cause for immediate termination and the store gets a hefty fine. my manager was happy as a pig in shit and kept telling me what a good job i did and all of that bs. the rest of the day i was nervous as hell that they were doing it again. i had to stop myself from carding 80 year old men. haha.
ooh, the hottest hipster known to man came in to buy durex ultra sensitive condoms. i had so much difficulty keeping this ridiculous grin off of my face. i was almost ready to drag him down into the break room with me. rowr.
besides that i can't think of anything else monumental that went down. people were annoying and obnoxious as per usual, but nothing out of the ordinary.
so when i saw that my watch said 4:01 i called my manager over to let me go. of course he ignored me for some time and i had to take more customers and shit. finally, he comes with me to get my register and whatnot. so he sends me to the office so we can count the money or whatever. unfortunately victor, one of the assistant managers, helped me count it. this guy counts so slow it hurts. i didn't end up leaving until 4:40pm which pissed me off to no end.
so i came home, changed and went to my sister's to eat. they ordered pizza and i had some and then took a nap on the couch. when i woke up i could barely walk. as it turns out my ankle is sprained. i have no clue how it happened. all i know is it hurts like hell. so my sister put an ace bandage on it and i have to limp around like 50 cent.
i fell asleep again and bug called me like a bazillion times. he and tom wanted to come over. so ten minutes after i spoke to them they were over and we (they) drank vodka and watched the wedding singer. then joanna and emmy jo show up and we go to rosemary's. tom and bug are already insanely drunk at this point and are acting like moronic frat boys. i did my best to avoid them and limped away as fast as i could. we met up with some of emmy jo's friends and they went to sweetwater tavern. the rest of us went to rosemary's. tom got sick and threw up and bug was almost passing out. blah blah.
so emmy jo decides she's going with her friends somewhere to smoke pot, i think. bug and tom went all crazy and said they were going to "fingercuff her and gang bang her." i told them they were nice boys and that emmy jo is an adult and can make decisions for herself to which bug replies with a "girls are so fucking stupid" causing me to walke away from them and back into the bar. i think they were just jealous. lame.
so joanna and i sat inside rosemary's alone for a bit and this guy, marcos, comes talk with us. he was difficult to understand as he was from argentina. we talked to him for a bit and then joanna went outside and met some boys. one of them invited her to a party and she camed back in and told us about it. then the kid came in and convinced us to go.
so we left. i drove. we got lost a bit but ended up getting there at like 3:45 or something. we get there and it's a party full of 30 year old balding dorks. not my idea of fun. and within the first five minutes some dork pukes on my sneakers (what is it with guys puking at my feet?). that was the last straw. we were out of there. after a long drive home (we got lost cuz someone wasn't giving good directions) we finally got here. it was 4:20. joanna made a comment about it which is why i remember. about five minutes later emmy jo shows up and we hit up the bodega for cheese popcorn and sun chips. we sit around talking for like 15 minutes and then she fell asleep on the futon, which is where she is right now.
i should probably go to sleep but i think i am past the point of exhaustion. ya know. yeah. the end. fucken long ass entry.
i finally got my break at 12:15 and went to the "break room" to eat and have a snapple. i checked to see if there were any cameras and didn't see any. i definitely want to do the nasty in there. it's so shady and forbidden that it's hot. i'm hoping that if i play my cards right chris and i could have the best half an hour the break room's ever seen. so after i ate i went outside for a cigarette and got back to my register.
after taking like two customers some kid comes up to the register and asks for a pack of newport lights. i ask him if he has id and he said he did so i walked over and got the pack. i got back to the counter and he took out his money and made no move to show me his id. i asked for it again and he said he didn't have any. i apologized and told him that i could not sell him the cigarettes and he left. a minute later a man from consumer affairs comes in and informs us that we did a job well done and hadn't sold the cigarettes to a minor. it was a trick. and i didn't sell 'em. phew. getting caught selling cigarettes to minors is cause for immediate termination and the store gets a hefty fine. my manager was happy as a pig in shit and kept telling me what a good job i did and all of that bs. the rest of the day i was nervous as hell that they were doing it again. i had to stop myself from carding 80 year old men. haha.
ooh, the hottest hipster known to man came in to buy durex ultra sensitive condoms. i had so much difficulty keeping this ridiculous grin off of my face. i was almost ready to drag him down into the break room with me. rowr.
besides that i can't think of anything else monumental that went down. people were annoying and obnoxious as per usual, but nothing out of the ordinary.
so when i saw that my watch said 4:01 i called my manager over to let me go. of course he ignored me for some time and i had to take more customers and shit. finally, he comes with me to get my register and whatnot. so he sends me to the office so we can count the money or whatever. unfortunately victor, one of the assistant managers, helped me count it. this guy counts so slow it hurts. i didn't end up leaving until 4:40pm which pissed me off to no end.
so i came home, changed and went to my sister's to eat. they ordered pizza and i had some and then took a nap on the couch. when i woke up i could barely walk. as it turns out my ankle is sprained. i have no clue how it happened. all i know is it hurts like hell. so my sister put an ace bandage on it and i have to limp around like 50 cent.
i fell asleep again and bug called me like a bazillion times. he and tom wanted to come over. so ten minutes after i spoke to them they were over and we (they) drank vodka and watched the wedding singer. then joanna and emmy jo show up and we go to rosemary's. tom and bug are already insanely drunk at this point and are acting like moronic frat boys. i did my best to avoid them and limped away as fast as i could. we met up with some of emmy jo's friends and they went to sweetwater tavern. the rest of us went to rosemary's. tom got sick and threw up and bug was almost passing out. blah blah.
so emmy jo decides she's going with her friends somewhere to smoke pot, i think. bug and tom went all crazy and said they were going to "fingercuff her and gang bang her." i told them they were nice boys and that emmy jo is an adult and can make decisions for herself to which bug replies with a "girls are so fucking stupid" causing me to walke away from them and back into the bar. i think they were just jealous. lame.
so joanna and i sat inside rosemary's alone for a bit and this guy, marcos, comes talk with us. he was difficult to understand as he was from argentina. we talked to him for a bit and then joanna went outside and met some boys. one of them invited her to a party and she camed back in and told us about it. then the kid came in and convinced us to go.
so we left. i drove. we got lost a bit but ended up getting there at like 3:45 or something. we get there and it's a party full of 30 year old balding dorks. not my idea of fun. and within the first five minutes some dork pukes on my sneakers (what is it with guys puking at my feet?). that was the last straw. we were out of there. after a long drive home (we got lost cuz someone wasn't giving good directions) we finally got here. it was 4:20. joanna made a comment about it which is why i remember. about five minutes later emmy jo shows up and we hit up the bodega for cheese popcorn and sun chips. we sit around talking for like 15 minutes and then she fell asleep on the futon, which is where she is right now.
i should probably go to sleep but i think i am past the point of exhaustion. ya know. yeah. the end. fucken long ass entry.