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two things:
tomorrow i am meeting dieter's mom. i am not excited. i am TERRIBLE with parents. when i was with jason brackins, i avoided his house like the plague. and i don't think brandon's mom was ever too fond of me. so this shall be interesting. apparently i have met her before, freshman year, and apprantely she remembers this. however, i do not.
also, there is this creepy old man who keeps coming into american eagle. i worked saturday and he came in, and i was working the fitting rooms and asked how long this orange shirt would be on sale, and i told him forever. he then made random small talk about the orange shirt. then, i worked again on monday, and he came in again. this time i was in the middle of a two hour folding of the entire mens jean wall that julie had asked me to do. he came over to me and asked me how long the jeans would be on sale. i said forever. he said that he will be back, he shops a lot. then he asked me if i went to school. i said yes. he said where. i said rollins. he said what's that. i explained. he said what are you studying. i said art history. i was trying really hard to be unresponsive to this creepy guy. he wouldn't stop asking questions. he asked all about art and salvador dali and some guy from the 19th century i have never heard of. anyway. he then was like what's your name. i was a little creeped out. but i told him my name anyway. and he shook my hand and told me his name, which i cannot remember. and then he left. so then today i worked, wednesday, and he came in AGAIN. this time i was cashiering and he bought the orange shirt. then he started with the small talk again. so how is school? fine. are you learning a lot about art and artists? yes. have you been to the dali museum? no. why not? because it's far away. etc.etc.etc. a line was forming behind him. he asked me my name again. i said kristin. he said, you have cute eyes. the dude is like 65. he needs to not say things like that to me. yucky creepy man, go away. and stop coming in when i am working. yucky.
that is all. that was a long explantion for a simple thing. but i do not care.
i am wasting time. i really should go to sleep but i really don't feel like sleeping. tomorrow i will hate myself for that. ok. goodnight.
tomorrow i am meeting dieter's mom. i am not excited. i am TERRIBLE with parents. when i was with jason brackins, i avoided his house like the plague. and i don't think brandon's mom was ever too fond of me. so this shall be interesting. apparently i have met her before, freshman year, and apprantely she remembers this. however, i do not.
also, there is this creepy old man who keeps coming into american eagle. i worked saturday and he came in, and i was working the fitting rooms and asked how long this orange shirt would be on sale, and i told him forever. he then made random small talk about the orange shirt. then, i worked again on monday, and he came in again. this time i was in the middle of a two hour folding of the entire mens jean wall that julie had asked me to do. he came over to me and asked me how long the jeans would be on sale. i said forever. he said that he will be back, he shops a lot. then he asked me if i went to school. i said yes. he said where. i said rollins. he said what's that. i explained. he said what are you studying. i said art history. i was trying really hard to be unresponsive to this creepy guy. he wouldn't stop asking questions. he asked all about art and salvador dali and some guy from the 19th century i have never heard of. anyway. he then was like what's your name. i was a little creeped out. but i told him my name anyway. and he shook my hand and told me his name, which i cannot remember. and then he left. so then today i worked, wednesday, and he came in AGAIN. this time i was cashiering and he bought the orange shirt. then he started with the small talk again. so how is school? fine. are you learning a lot about art and artists? yes. have you been to the dali museum? no. why not? because it's far away. etc.etc.etc. a line was forming behind him. he asked me my name again. i said kristin. he said, you have cute eyes. the dude is like 65. he needs to not say things like that to me. yucky creepy man, go away. and stop coming in when i am working. yucky.
that is all. that was a long explantion for a simple thing. but i do not care.
i am wasting time. i really should go to sleep but i really don't feel like sleeping. tomorrow i will hate myself for that. ok. goodnight.