disreguard that last disposition.
so today i went to work.
wait i may choose to rewind....
before i went to work, i didnt go to work. and not only did i (-parentheses because i should be explained. I- as in the girl currently having to wear business suits and work 3:30 to 11pm everday) fuck over my temp job consulting clients who own large amounts of money (which they do not share with me, and yet expect me to care about how many condiments they wouldnt have in their fridge if my advice didnt help buy them- key point there, i want you to invision a hot dog with no ketchup bitch, thats why im important to the manhatten mutual fund investors.) ....through mutual funds that i do not care to know about but get paid 12 an hour to.
in my business suit.
but also, i chose to fuck over the temp ageny that got me the unnecessary highly paying job.
kthanxbye!
by saying "i dont feel like coming into work again... i dont think ill feel like coming again for a while either.... like ever."
where's karma when you need it? not coming back nicely to me thats for damn sure.
and then i went to my new job.
unrewind.
so today i went to my job.
where i listened to trance, discussed how "i dont like paul oakenfold, but sure! give me another glass of red wine.
....i like the crystal glasses! please, no plastic cups for this young entrepunuer." (how the fuck do you spell that word anyways?! jesus)
so in mid conversion, my boss of 3-hours says to me
"cat, i think we need new candles for this place, i like the ones from bed bath and beyond"
and i say to him "you know! this chics never been there, but man im feelin some more tea lights, for sure"
hense i had 60 buckaroonies in my pocket, and a cab ride to bed bath and beyond.
<<>
then we discussed how possible it was to give foot-jobs, as opposed to hand-jobs.
being that i do.
neither.
12 bucks an hour, cash.
no taxes here because im too good for your taxes. and i like to buy tea lights.
i get paid to be nothing but there.
reguardless of how jelous of me i am, i also got new records, and although you dont care, i think ill roll them up like dildos and make love to them tonight, because jesus.
jesus christ.
thats christmas.
speaking of jesus christ, my beer is getting cold.
(explain that shit to me)
and here i am in new york city without you.
rock that shit, homie.
wait i may choose to rewind....
before i went to work, i didnt go to work. and not only did i (-parentheses because i should be explained. I- as in the girl currently having to wear business suits and work 3:30 to 11pm everday) fuck over my temp job consulting clients who own large amounts of money (which they do not share with me, and yet expect me to care about how many condiments they wouldnt have in their fridge if my advice didnt help buy them- key point there, i want you to invision a hot dog with no ketchup bitch, thats why im important to the manhatten mutual fund investors.) ....through mutual funds that i do not care to know about but get paid 12 an hour to.
in my business suit.
but also, i chose to fuck over the temp ageny that got me the unnecessary highly paying job.
kthanxbye!
by saying "i dont feel like coming into work again... i dont think ill feel like coming again for a while either.... like ever."
where's karma when you need it? not coming back nicely to me thats for damn sure.
and then i went to my new job.
unrewind.
so today i went to my job.
where i listened to trance, discussed how "i dont like paul oakenfold, but sure! give me another glass of red wine.
....i like the crystal glasses! please, no plastic cups for this young entrepunuer." (how the fuck do you spell that word anyways?! jesus)
so in mid conversion, my boss of 3-hours says to me
"cat, i think we need new candles for this place, i like the ones from bed bath and beyond"
and i say to him "you know! this chics never been there, but man im feelin some more tea lights, for sure"
hense i had 60 buckaroonies in my pocket, and a cab ride to bed bath and beyond.
<<>
then we discussed how possible it was to give foot-jobs, as opposed to hand-jobs.
being that i do.
neither.
12 bucks an hour, cash.
no taxes here because im too good for your taxes. and i like to buy tea lights.
i get paid to be nothing but there.
reguardless of how jelous of me i am, i also got new records, and although you dont care, i think ill roll them up like dildos and make love to them tonight, because jesus.
jesus christ.
thats christmas.
speaking of jesus christ, my beer is getting cold.
(explain that shit to me)
and here i am in new york city without you.
rock that shit, homie.