im going to burn steve madden to the ground.
im so depressed right now. i want to lay in a warm bed and cry and do something else that i know i shouldnt but i have to go back to work. i hate it there so much. my shift is half over and ive made $3.00 comission. woo fucking hoo. i might as well be working at lucky for the same pay but have to do a lot less. this one really bitchy woman tried on 14 pairs of shoes then bought one pair that were on sale. bitch. and its so cold in there. there are too many people working for the amount of people that are coming in today but im the only one that doesnt have the option of leaving early cuz i have to fucking close again. and tomorrow, the day i was supposed to be able to sleep late and go in to work at 1pm we have a manditory staff meeting at 10am. i hate you steve madden, i hate you.
my legs are killing me cuz i walked with my roomates for 6miles last night to go and "get drunk" which turned out to mean i watch them drink and talk about people i dont know with their snobby friends. whores. at least i won Apples to Apples with "hot and spicey Challenger explosion." oh yeah. all those eco friendly, homeless helping, hemp wearing vegans didnt want to laugh, but they did. hehe. im evil.
anyway, back to hell for four more fucking hours. i really dont want to go. i hate it so much and i want to slit my wrists just so i can bleed all over those fucking overpriced shoes.
my legs are killing me cuz i walked with my roomates for 6miles last night to go and "get drunk" which turned out to mean i watch them drink and talk about people i dont know with their snobby friends. whores. at least i won Apples to Apples with "hot and spicey Challenger explosion." oh yeah. all those eco friendly, homeless helping, hemp wearing vegans didnt want to laugh, but they did. hehe. im evil.
anyway, back to hell for four more fucking hours. i really dont want to go. i hate it so much and i want to slit my wrists just so i can bleed all over those fucking overpriced shoes.