I'll wait for you.
yeaahhhhh, school was ok today. OMG jen fecteau and i made the most hilarious comics today about some of the fags in our Teen Forum class...omg you would crap youselves if you read them...
then...i worked. It was going great at 1st cuz i was working with Joe, like, the funniest kid there. but then, the evening manager with the big belly got all mad at me cuz i bagged hotdogs with alcohol that was wrapped in paper! how dumb is that?! it was WRAPPED up. my goddd everyone i bag with does that. jeeezz and hes all "bags are cheap, customers arent" i wonder how long hes been waiting to say that to someone.
AND THAN, Donna came over to me and was all "you punched in 3 minutes early one day" it was the day i worked at 7am, and thats when the store opens so i punched in 3 minutes before we opened...looks like im going to hell now!
god, they are so strict with 15 year olds. i just want to be 16 so i cant cashier, its so like degrating being a bagger, cuz the customer is just all "oh, your a dirty bagger" thats what i feel like they are thinking when they look at you, and today i was trying to collect the red baskets, and this guy was in front of them and i was all "excuse me" i said it THREE times, and he didnt move until it was his turn up in line, they just think we are like slaves or something. i only like it cuz of a few gorgeous, sweet, and funny guys at the front end with me.
i hate algebra. just for the record.
I want lacrosse to start...butttt, ive got a long wait. lol.
tomorrows an easy day, thank GOD. every blue day i have keyboarding, so on break, i go into mme fourniers room cuz i love her, and theres these three freshman girls that like to stare me down, im THIS close to flipping out on them. the 1st time i was just all whatever, they're gay, the next time i said "WELL I FEEL LIKE IM NOT WANTED HERE, SO IM GONNA GO, BYE!" and they knew i was talking to them, tomorrow, if they do it, im gonna flip.
well, thats alllll for now... byeee
Thank you and goodnight.
Just 3 more years...<3
then...i worked. It was going great at 1st cuz i was working with Joe, like, the funniest kid there. but then, the evening manager with the big belly got all mad at me cuz i bagged hotdogs with alcohol that was wrapped in paper! how dumb is that?! it was WRAPPED up. my goddd everyone i bag with does that. jeeezz and hes all "bags are cheap, customers arent" i wonder how long hes been waiting to say that to someone.
AND THAN, Donna came over to me and was all "you punched in 3 minutes early one day" it was the day i worked at 7am, and thats when the store opens so i punched in 3 minutes before we opened...looks like im going to hell now!
god, they are so strict with 15 year olds. i just want to be 16 so i cant cashier, its so like degrating being a bagger, cuz the customer is just all "oh, your a dirty bagger" thats what i feel like they are thinking when they look at you, and today i was trying to collect the red baskets, and this guy was in front of them and i was all "excuse me" i said it THREE times, and he didnt move until it was his turn up in line, they just think we are like slaves or something. i only like it cuz of a few gorgeous, sweet, and funny guys at the front end with me.
i hate algebra. just for the record.
I want lacrosse to start...butttt, ive got a long wait. lol.
tomorrows an easy day, thank GOD. every blue day i have keyboarding, so on break, i go into mme fourniers room cuz i love her, and theres these three freshman girls that like to stare me down, im THIS close to flipping out on them. the 1st time i was just all whatever, they're gay, the next time i said "WELL I FEEL LIKE IM NOT WANTED HERE, SO IM GONNA GO, BYE!" and they knew i was talking to them, tomorrow, if they do it, im gonna flip.
well, thats alllll for now... byeee
Thank you and goodnight.
Just 3 more years...<3