ugh

Apr 02, 2005 21:42

i'm having on of my worst days of a while...
work mainly.
not getting paid ANYTHING.
working hours up the wazoo...
and i need to pay my car insurance soon
and i dont have any money in my bank, even
the dude who works at the bank had to put in 3 dollars
so that my account wouldnt shut down because i have LESS than 5 dollars in it
(mike just hung up on me)
i guess ill explain more of my bad day.
started out good, till i went to work.
this lady reva k,
she heard me say she was negative one day
ever since, shes been the biggest youknowwhat to me
(i work at albertsons, we have intercom, k)]
and so she calls me up AT LEAST 15 times a day no kidding.
she called me up today, WHEN I WAS BAGGING.
HI REVA IM OVER HERE!
shes immature about things.
she CHECKS up that im doing my carts.
(not her job at all)
if i say they are alright.
she checks, yah, comes back in,
no alexis they aren't alright, go clear them.
stay out the whole time now.
i shouldve said, GO AWAY
GO DO YOUR JOB
like tyler did, but i dont have guts.
so after my seriously, seriously
seriously
bad day at work.
probably the worst ive had
i was like on the brinks of CRYING
out of ANGER at the checkstands
(oh! COLLEEN visited me, and i gave her a roll of the eyes
to show her what HELL i was going through, but her visit made my day)
so anyway.
im all excited to hang out after work, turns out some jerks are gonna
egg ryans house.
so.
i get home.
change.
get a nice cup of soda, mmmm.
get in the car
put it in the cupholder.
doesnt fit, ill just sit it there and get in then move it.
bam.
spills ALLLL over my legs, shoes, seat, shorts, floormats, everything k.
it was a whole cupa soda.
so it was way cold.
didnt wanna change
threw my shoes in the back, and sat on a towel and left
mike called and said shhh dont come out of your car.
uuhhh okay.
so mike comes and gets me.
since im in the worst day ever.
i dont feel like doing a 'stakeout'
in a tanktop, and really wet basketball shorts and no shoes.
sooo.
he lets me in the house
in the ALL dark house.
and goes okay bye. i love you.
like, okay, turn on a light here, i dont know ryans house.
im scared to DEATH of the dark.
so i find a light, turn it on and walk up here.
i get a call.
can you turn that light off??? we dont want em to see us.
uuuh yah.
so i turn the light off and walk upstairs crying in the pitchblack
scared out of my mind
with a freaky blue cell phone light guiding me
not my boyfriend
but he thinks im mad at him
which im not
im just having the worst day of my life
and id just like a, so what happened today?
wanna talk about it?
to know he cares and stuff.
i know he cares.
oh well.
hope they are having fun out there.
oh peirce and karen came too.
peirce drinks or something now.
you know, the one who started smoking.
i knew it would lead to bad things.
mike said he drank before,
but now he actually drinks, because his girlfriend does.
smokes, she does.
i dont know... it makes me sad.
grr i hate that subject.
and work grr.
and life grrr.
except life isnt all that bad.
my day is bad.
tommarows a new day.
i wish my shorts would dry. im cold.
and its dark.
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