GRRRR
I hate attention whores. I, being an attention whore myself, do not do it in such a way that is so obnoxcious. For instance -- on the bus ride to work today, it just took one second after having sat down that I heard an annoying cackling noise. It echoed from the back of the bus. I turned to discover some chick and her boyfriend...he being quiet and she incredibly irritating. Poor guy. I dismissed her first attempt to attract attention and waited patiently to get to my stop. And my God, did this bus ride feel like an eternity. More cackling...followed by some outrageous 'girlie' screams and even more herendous giggling. Shut-up, bitch, nobody fucking cares. Put a can in it already! I addition to my annoyances, some Mexican chick (yeah, remember what I said about that?), who sat across from me, blatantly stared at me. What? Do I not notice your eyes wandering in my direction? God, staring turned into observing -- so it seemed -- of my attire (hey, I can't help it if I have to dress this way for work). Eyes went to my blouse. At that point, I wasn't sure if she was admiring my chest or just loving my blouse. To top things off, I caught her staring at me...and all she did was stare back. There I am on the bus ride of eternity, staring eye to eye with some bitch, who just can't take her eyes off of me for some ungodly reason. People are stupid. She should have taken a picture for fuck's sake. God, why are people so God damn annoying!!! *breathes*
Ok, so I went to work today. Bradley filled in for Sean, so I was really happy about that. Bradley fucking rocks. I've never closed with him before, so I knew that this would be an interesting night. He keeps me entertained, and I love it. We talk about so much, it's incredible we get through a day of work. I mean...there were about five of us working the floor today, and Bradley and I spent most of our time in the abck stockroom talking about controversial issues and about this and about that. *Good times* Gotta love that Bradley.
Ok, so I went to work today. Bradley filled in for Sean, so I was really happy about that. Bradley fucking rocks. I've never closed with him before, so I knew that this would be an interesting night. He keeps me entertained, and I love it. We talk about so much, it's incredible we get through a day of work. I mean...there were about five of us working the floor today, and Bradley and I spent most of our time in the abck stockroom talking about controversial issues and about this and about that. *Good times* Gotta love that Bradley.