migrane
i HATE screaming little kids. for 6 hrs the last 2 nights there have been an endless stream of screaming little kids at the pool. And their parents aren't any better. I yelled at a little kid to get out of the fountain, and said it three times because he was STILL in the fountain, and the dad yells at me "he's getting out...sheesh!" Hey mister, fuck you and your grubby little fat fuck. Last night I got a screaming headache all of the sudden and figured it was prolly from lack of water and the kids, but tonight, for the last hour of my shift, my heads hurt so bad I felt nauseous. You know, when I haven't been at the pool the last few days, life's been really nice, but this weekend, having to work, with all those damn 4th of July children, it's been miserable. I'm probably still just pissed about the scheduling which I won't bitch about now because I'm already bitching enough. I'm soo not missing the fireworks on the 4th. Sorry kids, pool's closed. Go away. So many ugly little fucks too. Okay, enough on that.
I went bargin shopping on Thursday. Like always, I go in with the intention of buying cute shirts with sleeves on them because all my nice shirts are sleeveless; and like always, I ended up with a couple sleeveless/spagetti strap shirts. Plus some cute shoes that actually fit my boat feet and were less than $5. I still need to start buying shirts that are less hoochie mamma-ish.
Class at night and then work at SLU's pool tomorrow....no camp this week--Wah-hoo!!!
I went bargin shopping on Thursday. Like always, I go in with the intention of buying cute shirts with sleeves on them because all my nice shirts are sleeveless; and like always, I ended up with a couple sleeveless/spagetti strap shirts. Plus some cute shoes that actually fit my boat feet and were less than $5. I still need to start buying shirts that are less hoochie mamma-ish.
Class at night and then work at SLU's pool tomorrow....no camp this week--Wah-hoo!!!