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Holy shit! This guy, who does card tricks and who asked for my number back in October while I was waiting for the bus with Nicole, was on the same bus as I today after work. I gave him a false number that time so yeah, it was a bit awkward. He recognized me right away but I had no idea who he was at first, not until he started doing card tricks for the people on the bus. He looks a bit different now. He ended up not talking to me. I'm sure he thought that was what I wanted. I don't know, in a way, I feel bad for deceiving him, but at the same time, come on. Would you give your number to some stranger?
We have a new manager and he is such a douchebag. He reminds me so much of Stamos, you know, good old Stamos, my high school social teacher. I thought he would hate me because he used to manage places like Guess and seems like the type of guy who would hire preppy shallow bitches. So yeah, basically not me. Everyone dislikes him. When I came to work today, there were two letters of resignation sitting on the desk at the back. Already. Another girl finished her last day today, and the assistant manager is leaving in a couple of weeks too. Now I feel like getting out. I actually applied at Lush the other day since they're hiring.
Man, he is full of shit though. He told me that he wants to assign roles to everyone so they would be known for something. He told my co-worker and me that he was thinking of having someone at the front of the store who is crazy, who can greet the customers and be really talkative, and he thinks that person should be me. WTF? His perception radar is obviously broken. Then after work he told me some shit about how even though I think I am different, I am essentially not since everyone is the same, and how that bothers me. And then right after that, he said that everything I say is predetermined by the people around me, and he said all of this shit in a very matter-of-fact way. Excuse me?
It was weird though. I could tell since the time that he met me, he was always looking at me a lot but I didn't know why. I figured he thought I shouldn't be working there. But later in the day, he randomly told me that he likes my eyes, so that was maybe it. And then near the end of the day, he asked my co-worker when she was working next, and after she answered, he asked me, "How about you, Perfect?" Perfect? Again, WTF. Apparently music is his passion, so when he found out that I play piano and guitar, he flipped right out since he does too. I don't know what to think.
We have a new manager and he is such a douchebag. He reminds me so much of Stamos, you know, good old Stamos, my high school social teacher. I thought he would hate me because he used to manage places like Guess and seems like the type of guy who would hire preppy shallow bitches. So yeah, basically not me. Everyone dislikes him. When I came to work today, there were two letters of resignation sitting on the desk at the back. Already. Another girl finished her last day today, and the assistant manager is leaving in a couple of weeks too. Now I feel like getting out. I actually applied at Lush the other day since they're hiring.
Man, he is full of shit though. He told me that he wants to assign roles to everyone so they would be known for something. He told my co-worker and me that he was thinking of having someone at the front of the store who is crazy, who can greet the customers and be really talkative, and he thinks that person should be me. WTF? His perception radar is obviously broken. Then after work he told me some shit about how even though I think I am different, I am essentially not since everyone is the same, and how that bothers me. And then right after that, he said that everything I say is predetermined by the people around me, and he said all of this shit in a very matter-of-fact way. Excuse me?
It was weird though. I could tell since the time that he met me, he was always looking at me a lot but I didn't know why. I figured he thought I shouldn't be working there. But later in the day, he randomly told me that he likes my eyes, so that was maybe it. And then near the end of the day, he asked my co-worker when she was working next, and after she answered, he asked me, "How about you, Perfect?" Perfect? Again, WTF. Apparently music is his passion, so when he found out that I play piano and guitar, he flipped right out since he does too. I don't know what to think.