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Okay, I think I've solved the big mystery. When I go to work, I get these horrible stomachaches and I feel really sick, but it is not because I am hungry (that was what I thought initially). It is because of the stupid pants they make us wear! They are these hideously baggy long pants. That part, I can deal with. But the killer part is that when you put them on, the waist goes up to your ribs, with a super (x 283735000000000) thick elastic band! At first, it's just a bit uncomfortable, but then after an hour, I start to feel the pain. Those torturous things cut off my circulation! That's right, none of my blood is getting proper circulation, and that is why I am leaning on the counter half the time, feeling like I'm about to give birth to a huge watermelon through my stomach/rib region, and not my uterus.
Margh. Had to get that off my chest. Tomorrow I'm going to find a way to solve this problem, or else I'll probably crumble to the ground during a mid afternoon sugar rush and be trampled to death by those overhyped preteens from the nearby school.
Also today, I was out with my mom earlier in the day and she veered into the curb with a big crash (not an exaggeration, stuff in the car literally flew in the air), leaving us with a flat tire. Luckily, we were near a parking lot, so my mom pulled into the nearest parking stall, which incidently was right in front of a porno--excuse me, adult movie source. So we called the car service and they took about 20 minutes to come. The most amusing thing was what happened in between that time.
Since my mom is hopelessly old fashioned, the first thing she freaks out about is being in front of such a 'disgraceful' store. She actually told me to cover my face so
a) nobody would recognize me
and
b) so no sickos would get my face on a hidden camera outside the store and plaster my face onto their next video
And then there were those (most likely dirty) old men walking into the store (but having to pass by us first) with either guilty/red/leery expressions on their faces, which in turn made me crack up (or get a creepy feeling). Oh! But this store doesn't use those brown paper bags. They give their customers black (like garbage) bags. Weird.
Then later, the clerk comes out for a smoke (although I'm sure she was checking out why there was this car outside the store with people standing next to it, but they weren't coming in to pick out interesting adult videos). She heaves open the door and leaves it open while standing there, puffing smoke and watching the guy change our tire.
I guess you had to be there to see how funny it really was. And it was raining at the same time. Hm, why am I writing this?
Margh. Had to get that off my chest. Tomorrow I'm going to find a way to solve this problem, or else I'll probably crumble to the ground during a mid afternoon sugar rush and be trampled to death by those overhyped preteens from the nearby school.
Also today, I was out with my mom earlier in the day and she veered into the curb with a big crash (not an exaggeration, stuff in the car literally flew in the air), leaving us with a flat tire. Luckily, we were near a parking lot, so my mom pulled into the nearest parking stall, which incidently was right in front of a porno--excuse me, adult movie source. So we called the car service and they took about 20 minutes to come. The most amusing thing was what happened in between that time.
Since my mom is hopelessly old fashioned, the first thing she freaks out about is being in front of such a 'disgraceful' store. She actually told me to cover my face so
a) nobody would recognize me
and
b) so no sickos would get my face on a hidden camera outside the store and plaster my face onto their next video
And then there were those (most likely dirty) old men walking into the store (but having to pass by us first) with either guilty/red/leery expressions on their faces, which in turn made me crack up (or get a creepy feeling). Oh! But this store doesn't use those brown paper bags. They give their customers black (like garbage) bags. Weird.
Then later, the clerk comes out for a smoke (although I'm sure she was checking out why there was this car outside the store with people standing next to it, but they weren't coming in to pick out interesting adult videos). She heaves open the door and leaves it open while standing there, puffing smoke and watching the guy change our tire.
I guess you had to be there to see how funny it really was. And it was raining at the same time. Hm, why am I writing this?