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my weekend starts now, at 8:30 am on a wednesday morning. at work, i swept the entire gas station and made a huge pile of dirt right in the middle of the store. around 4 am, someone came in and jumped right in the middle of it. then i jumped in too. when my boss sees that in the security tapes, he will surely want to fire me. it's okay, because i just put in my soon-to-be two week notice today. he was excited that i would be quitting, and told me i could use him as a reference. i will not be sad to go.
i smoke cigarettes now. it all started with camel turkish jades. one day i was angry at work and wanted to try a new kind of candy. out of the corner of my eye i saw an emerald green pack of smokes with a cartoon camel on the front and thought, those'll be the ones. then i went to a weekend long party where everyone was smoking, and that's what did it. the habit turned into an addiction. i have moved from camel menthols to winstons, which are obviously marketed to granola cow girls who don't take bull, like me. the less racist american spirit. soon to quit as soon as i quit.
other bad habits i've picked up at my current job: soda. yesterday i drank three liters of diet coke. by the end of it i couldn't stop my hands from shaking and although i was exhausted couldn't go to sleep once i was off work. but oh, it was so good. and: subservience. dammit, i should stop being a customer's bitch and yell at a couple of 'em once in awhile, in the style of dan ward. otherwise i'll turn into... the arms, legs, and mouth of a machine. all you'll read in my live journal will be, "i am mrs. gibbs, how can i help you? debit or credit?" and then ill start dusting and restocking.
i smoke cigarettes now. it all started with camel turkish jades. one day i was angry at work and wanted to try a new kind of candy. out of the corner of my eye i saw an emerald green pack of smokes with a cartoon camel on the front and thought, those'll be the ones. then i went to a weekend long party where everyone was smoking, and that's what did it. the habit turned into an addiction. i have moved from camel menthols to winstons, which are obviously marketed to granola cow girls who don't take bull, like me. the less racist american spirit. soon to quit as soon as i quit.
other bad habits i've picked up at my current job: soda. yesterday i drank three liters of diet coke. by the end of it i couldn't stop my hands from shaking and although i was exhausted couldn't go to sleep once i was off work. but oh, it was so good. and: subservience. dammit, i should stop being a customer's bitch and yell at a couple of 'em once in awhile, in the style of dan ward. otherwise i'll turn into... the arms, legs, and mouth of a machine. all you'll read in my live journal will be, "i am mrs. gibbs, how can i help you? debit or credit?" and then ill start dusting and restocking.