i don't want to see through the eyes of a liar
Well, I start work at Waffle House tomorrow. I'm have to wake up at six. Arrrgh. Damn it. I'm pretty sure that I will not be staying at Waffle House very long. I'm not good with people...or food...or people's food. I lack the patience needed for waitressing in a breakfest dive. I don't even like breakfest food. I don't actually like eating all that much either. But breakfest foods are the worst. I would rather have a cup of yogurt then a pancake any day.
I'm pretty sure that I hate the manager. I've met him once for about five minutes and I already hate him. He just doesn't seem to care about his work. At all. I mean, sure, this is probably not the line of work he foresaw himself doing, but for better of worse, it is what he is doing. He should have some pride, some dignity.
I just don't really like people. Some people do. Some people can handle that. I just am not one of them. However, it is a source of income which I really really need. Also I need to mail in my college application. Yeah, should probably do that. I'm just so tired of filling out forms and being rejected. I can't take much more of it. I hate forms and no one likes rejection. I hate being reduced to a piece of paper that is somehow supposed to explain every nuance of my character. Well, obviously, it can't. I'm more then my high school, social security number and references. You are not a unique and beautiful snowflake And I don't want to be. When you can accurately sum yourself up on a standard piece of paper you've ceased to be human and become that paper.
Also, I am wicked sunburnt. We went to Fall Creek Falls today for about six hours. Yeah, I'm slightly crispy around the edges. And did I mention that I hate children? Well, I'm sure I don't hate all children. I just don't really like the ones I actually have to talk to...basically interact with.
I wish I were anywhere else right now.
I'm pretty sure that I hate the manager. I've met him once for about five minutes and I already hate him. He just doesn't seem to care about his work. At all. I mean, sure, this is probably not the line of work he foresaw himself doing, but for better of worse, it is what he is doing. He should have some pride, some dignity.
I just don't really like people. Some people do. Some people can handle that. I just am not one of them. However, it is a source of income which I really really need. Also I need to mail in my college application. Yeah, should probably do that. I'm just so tired of filling out forms and being rejected. I can't take much more of it. I hate forms and no one likes rejection. I hate being reduced to a piece of paper that is somehow supposed to explain every nuance of my character. Well, obviously, it can't. I'm more then my high school, social security number and references. You are not a unique and beautiful snowflake And I don't want to be. When you can accurately sum yourself up on a standard piece of paper you've ceased to be human and become that paper.
Also, I am wicked sunburnt. We went to Fall Creek Falls today for about six hours. Yeah, I'm slightly crispy around the edges. And did I mention that I hate children? Well, I'm sure I don't hate all children. I just don't really like the ones I actually have to talk to...basically interact with.
I wish I were anywhere else right now.