It's only Tuesday?!
Why is it only Tuesday?! There's something wrong with me. My days are all fugged up. I just started the week and I thought it was almost over.
So, I walked passed some Metro drama today. I was late (as usual for the past two weeks), but I still decided to meander to work. I stayed really late yesterday and I knew my boss was out today - so why rush? So, I hear this snotty white guy behind me saying "Excuse me, Pardon me." in a really annoying voice. I look behind me and I find out that I'm not in his way so he must not be talking to me. As I begin to turn my head forward, I see a Starbucks Venti cup whiz past my head and hit the guy who had now passed me. O_O! Kersplash! The drink was everywhere (I think it was a latte). All I heard to the back of me was "You bet' not touch her! You bet' not even touch her!" from I guess was the friend of the girl who threw the drink. I hightailed it on out of the station and my usual 5 minute walk was lowered to 3 minutes, lol. I don't know the guy, but I found out that he works in my building. I continued my saunter past him and hoped that he didn't recognize me from the station.
Oh, well. I guess I'll walk to the Post Office to get a money order. Everyone needs working PayPal in their lives.
So, I walked passed some Metro drama today. I was late (as usual for the past two weeks), but I still decided to meander to work. I stayed really late yesterday and I knew my boss was out today - so why rush? So, I hear this snotty white guy behind me saying "Excuse me, Pardon me." in a really annoying voice. I look behind me and I find out that I'm not in his way so he must not be talking to me. As I begin to turn my head forward, I see a Starbucks Venti cup whiz past my head and hit the guy who had now passed me. O_O! Kersplash! The drink was everywhere (I think it was a latte). All I heard to the back of me was "You bet' not touch her! You bet' not even touch her!" from I guess was the friend of the girl who threw the drink. I hightailed it on out of the station and my usual 5 minute walk was lowered to 3 minutes, lol. I don't know the guy, but I found out that he works in my building. I continued my saunter past him and hoped that he didn't recognize me from the station.
Oh, well. I guess I'll walk to the Post Office to get a money order. Everyone needs working PayPal in their lives.