diaf, totally
Today at work I was cleaning up languages (which was a mess) when I hear this ear-piercing spate of giggling from one aisle over, in the (wouldn't you know it) teen section. They were just--just--ugh. Thinking about it sets my teeth on edge, they were seriously one of the most obnoxious things that I could ever have imagined. And later on that night they met up with two other giggling morons, to form a sort of Mecha-Ditz which would seek to terrorize the B&N kids department until about 8:30. You know when you were a teenager and you thought it'd just be OMG so cute! to go have a storytime with all your friends in the kids section. It was like that, except fucking loud and annoyng.
Seriously, I wanted to run up to them and either slap them (preferable) or yell at them to "DIE IN A FIRE, you teenage fucking asshats!"
Fucking teenagers. Was I ever like that? God, I hope not.
Seriously, I wanted to run up to them and either slap them (preferable) or yell at them to "DIE IN A FIRE, you teenage fucking asshats!"
Fucking teenagers. Was I ever like that? God, I hope not.