Happy Father's Day!!
Happy Father's Day everyone, you should all go tell your dad that right now!
Ok anyways, yesterday I went to the mall to buy my cousin a birthday present and then I went to eat at Canes! It is the best place to eat in the world, you should all go. They have one in Slidell and in Baton Rouge, but I wish they would build one closer- so you can call experience the wonderfulness. (Kristin I think you were right about us adding odd endings on to words, lol) I also had to work yesterday. It was pretty fun, but there was this weird guy that came in... He is about forty years old and he rushes into the restaurant, all sweaty. He passes me right up and goes to the back and waits as if he is wondering where someone is to help him. So I go back there and ask him if he is waiting on an order. He says, "Oh, no. I just sold my truck to some Mexicans and they are leaving the country right now. I need to see if these one-hundred dollar bills are real or not, because I want to catch them before they leave the country. Do y'all have one of those yellow pens to check to see if money is fake or not." Now this guy is not only coming off as a weirdo, but he is stuttering and really nervous. Laine, one of the girls that works with me comes up and he explains the situation to her. She's a blond so you have to excuse her, no offense against blonds, however, but she asks him if she can feel the money to tell if it's fake. I never knew you could do that, but she claims that one of her friends got a few counterfeit bills in the mail, and they felt too thick or something. Lacey, another girl that I work with goes to check with the owner to see if we have one of those yellow pens, and returns claiming that we don't. So this man is having a nervous break down and all of us are worried because he looks so suspicious. Lacey tells him to hold it up to the light and you could see the black strip that runs through it, so she tells him that she is pretty sure it is real money. He thanks us and leaves in a white car. We all claim that he either just killed someone, was selling drugs, or robbed a store, and wants to know if the money was real. So if any of you hear of a similar scenario on the news, you know its that same man. Sorry, but thats as interesting as yesterday got...
Today I woke up and gave my dad his Father's Day gift, which was a wallet that he wanted. I then read a chapter of "Slaughterhouse-Five", one of my summer reading books. It is an extremely weird book about this man who was in WWII and he obviously has mental issues because he claims that aliens capture him and take him to their home planet. On the foreign planet they put him in a zoo for all the other aliens to watch, just like we do with animals here on Earth. The aliens also express many diverse opinions about life that differ greatly from humans. The man also can time travel and comes back to Earth trying to express those ideas to all of us. After reading I fell asleep and then ate lunch that my mom had cooked, it was good. Finally, me and my parents went looking for cars, again. We can't seem to find the right one with the exact color and model that I like, so I guess we will just have to order it or have it shipped in from somewhere else. When I got back home I finished reading "Slaughterhouse-Five". One book down, two more to go, plus the three assignments. I don't know why they make us do summer reading. I mean, yeah, it's supposed to keep our minds "refreshed" during the summer so that we won't forget how to annotate or anything like that. It is just so much of a hassle, I guess I will just have to suck it up and do it. They could at least give us two books like we had the past years. Maybe we get three because it's for English AP, and they believe we are capable or something, lol.
Ok well for those of you still reading this nonsense, I'm gonna go do the "Slaughterhouse-Five" assignment, o joy!
Ok anyways, yesterday I went to the mall to buy my cousin a birthday present and then I went to eat at Canes! It is the best place to eat in the world, you should all go. They have one in Slidell and in Baton Rouge, but I wish they would build one closer- so you can call experience the wonderfulness. (Kristin I think you were right about us adding odd endings on to words, lol) I also had to work yesterday. It was pretty fun, but there was this weird guy that came in... He is about forty years old and he rushes into the restaurant, all sweaty. He passes me right up and goes to the back and waits as if he is wondering where someone is to help him. So I go back there and ask him if he is waiting on an order. He says, "Oh, no. I just sold my truck to some Mexicans and they are leaving the country right now. I need to see if these one-hundred dollar bills are real or not, because I want to catch them before they leave the country. Do y'all have one of those yellow pens to check to see if money is fake or not." Now this guy is not only coming off as a weirdo, but he is stuttering and really nervous. Laine, one of the girls that works with me comes up and he explains the situation to her. She's a blond so you have to excuse her, no offense against blonds, however, but she asks him if she can feel the money to tell if it's fake. I never knew you could do that, but she claims that one of her friends got a few counterfeit bills in the mail, and they felt too thick or something. Lacey, another girl that I work with goes to check with the owner to see if we have one of those yellow pens, and returns claiming that we don't. So this man is having a nervous break down and all of us are worried because he looks so suspicious. Lacey tells him to hold it up to the light and you could see the black strip that runs through it, so she tells him that she is pretty sure it is real money. He thanks us and leaves in a white car. We all claim that he either just killed someone, was selling drugs, or robbed a store, and wants to know if the money was real. So if any of you hear of a similar scenario on the news, you know its that same man. Sorry, but thats as interesting as yesterday got...
Today I woke up and gave my dad his Father's Day gift, which was a wallet that he wanted. I then read a chapter of "Slaughterhouse-Five", one of my summer reading books. It is an extremely weird book about this man who was in WWII and he obviously has mental issues because he claims that aliens capture him and take him to their home planet. On the foreign planet they put him in a zoo for all the other aliens to watch, just like we do with animals here on Earth. The aliens also express many diverse opinions about life that differ greatly from humans. The man also can time travel and comes back to Earth trying to express those ideas to all of us. After reading I fell asleep and then ate lunch that my mom had cooked, it was good. Finally, me and my parents went looking for cars, again. We can't seem to find the right one with the exact color and model that I like, so I guess we will just have to order it or have it shipped in from somewhere else. When I got back home I finished reading "Slaughterhouse-Five". One book down, two more to go, plus the three assignments. I don't know why they make us do summer reading. I mean, yeah, it's supposed to keep our minds "refreshed" during the summer so that we won't forget how to annotate or anything like that. It is just so much of a hassle, I guess I will just have to suck it up and do it. They could at least give us two books like we had the past years. Maybe we get three because it's for English AP, and they believe we are capable or something, lol.
Ok well for those of you still reading this nonsense, I'm gonna go do the "Slaughterhouse-Five" assignment, o joy!