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heres a quick summary of my week. I started working at the palms restaurant in the casino on wednesday and its been pure hell. except for a few hilites, like working with lisa... ok and thats about it. the first day i got my hideous uniform ("costume") which consists of cargo pants that go beyond my belly button, an icky tropical shirt, and the other one which is like tropical early nineties skirt and blue synthetic shirt thats too short on me and makes me look retarded. I also had to wear old ugly payless shoes cuz i didnt have anything all black, but the second day i snuck in my dirty, grey laced vans :) anyhu, most of the ppl i work with have been very bitchy, or dont know that im knew and treat me like a complete tard, which i basically am, but seriously, most of its not my fault, and i never claimed to understand wth im doing. teh first nite i was rescued from my hostessing hell and sold alcohol tickets for the matt dusk show, so i enjoyed that part of my shift, watching a concert. the first day i worked 8 1/2 hours and didnt even get a bathroom break, dont ask how i didnt pee my pants, or why i didnt ask someone about getting a break, but i guess im just a nerd and dont think of these things til later. i could rant for a while about how annoying ppl are, and servers that disappear for smoke breaks for hours at a time, then come back and complain about not having tables, but i wont. friday i went to the brandon fair with my mommy and sister just like old times, it was fun and i saw some of the most beautiful horses, and really adorable papillons. saturday i tried to get work shoes and body lotion, wash my car and pay my visa, but that was a total bust. it turned out to be incredibly gorgeous out so everyone was washing their cars, i couldnt find any decent plain black shoes anywhere and shoppers didnt have my lotion in yet, even tho it was advertised in their flyer as being on sale that day. oy. that nite i the worstest sequel ever, miss congeniality 2, auhauhauhauha it was awful. then alisons car got gas cyphened out of it, and so we had to call her dad ot rescue us, and i ripped my pants getting in the truck. sunday i got tricked by damn daylight savings, and was 10 mins late for work, but it turned out to be 40 mins late cuz someone decided to schedule me for 5, instead of the 5 30 that i signed my contract for. ga! last ntie was deathly boring, i wanted to die, then i got offered to hang out with some of my new coworkers after our shift, but they were gonna go get high, so i decided not to.. i wish i could meet new ppl, but im so picky, the more i think about it i realize im a really judgemental bitch, well its not like i'll look at ppl differently if they do stuff i dont like but im not gonna do it just to make new chums. anyhu, im boring and asocial and i know it, but whatever. my mom and i went car browsing again and im looking at a galant, its so spiffy, i really want it, but we'll see, im so lazy and stupid i'll probly never get aroudn ot buying a car, i still need to apply for u of m. meh.