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Yesterday: I'm waiting to work, sitting in my car. I Switch out CDs. I put my ticket in my purse, I know its in my purse. I go into work. CDs still on my seats.
Work. Work. Work. "Thank you for calling Comcast." firse break. work work. work. Ticket still in purse. Lunch. work.work.work.
Last break.
"Hey are those your Cigerretes? (I can't spell." Co worker points to cigs on the ground. "Oh yeah! Thanks!" Place cigs in purse.
Small bage ticket. Gone.
Shit. Stolen. Maybe. Lost? Yep.
Don't call me a liar.
~*~*~*~
Ok, besides being called a liar by one of my oldest friends. My day still sucked. My aunt and uncle are in town. They're from Boswell, OK. They love the bible and meat.
They have a vegitarian pagan niece.
And they point that out OFTEN!
So, I have to drive my aunt to Hobby Lobby...I can't play my music. Driving is my "Peace Place". Not this time.
We get back, I just go up to my room. Sleep.
~*~*~
AJ is bugging the shit out of me. I can't stand the troll. I don't even talk to her anymore, besides a "Hi." or a wassup head nod. Why? Well...I can't stand her.
I want to kick her ass.
Just when I look up and she's looking at me...I want to break her neck. When she tries to speak to me. I want to punch her in the face. When she tries to grab me I want to cut her head off!
I'm going to team up with a co-worker (actually co-wokers ALOT OF PEOPLE AT CONVERGYS HATE HER) of mine we're just gonna beat her ass!
Work. Work. Work. "Thank you for calling Comcast." firse break. work work. work. Ticket still in purse. Lunch. work.work.work.
Last break.
"Hey are those your Cigerretes? (I can't spell." Co worker points to cigs on the ground. "Oh yeah! Thanks!" Place cigs in purse.
Small bage ticket. Gone.
Shit. Stolen. Maybe. Lost? Yep.
Don't call me a liar.
~*~*~*~
Ok, besides being called a liar by one of my oldest friends. My day still sucked. My aunt and uncle are in town. They're from Boswell, OK. They love the bible and meat.
They have a vegitarian pagan niece.
And they point that out OFTEN!
So, I have to drive my aunt to Hobby Lobby...I can't play my music. Driving is my "Peace Place". Not this time.
We get back, I just go up to my room. Sleep.
~*~*~
AJ is bugging the shit out of me. I can't stand the troll. I don't even talk to her anymore, besides a "Hi." or a wassup head nod. Why? Well...I can't stand her.
I want to kick her ass.
Just when I look up and she's looking at me...I want to break her neck. When she tries to speak to me. I want to punch her in the face. When she tries to grab me I want to cut her head off!
I'm going to team up with a co-worker (actually co-wokers ALOT OF PEOPLE AT CONVERGYS HATE HER) of mine we're just gonna beat her ass!