BORED.
So..... tonight was.... interesting I guess.
Basically, I worked forever. It was so crazy there today... it was pretty intense. Nothing all that interesting happened I guess... then I got off and sat in the parking lot of McDonald's for a while, talked to Marjorie on the phone about the black guy in the car next to me on the left who was staring at me, and then two cars to the right of me that probably were selling drugs.... and didn't even have the courtesy to offer me any? Seriously.. those dicks. SIKE ANYWAYS... then Matt McMullen happened upon the McDonald's and then he ended up in my car where we drove around and talked about how lame Bowie is for a while.
Then, it became the night of my co-workers calling me while they were fucked up and telling me about it. It was pretty tight. First, I keep getting phonecalls from Alexis sporatically over the night, starting while I was at work, but I somehow never got to pick up the phone in time to see what she wanted. And whenever I called her back, she either didn't answer, or just picked up the phone and I could hear loud techno music playing and she'd scream, "I'M TOO FUCKED UP TO TALK TO YOU RIGHT NOW!!!!!!" and then hang up. And so I'm like, "Then why do you keep calling me???" And, it turns out all she wanted to do was tell me she was at some club in Baltimore, was on acid, told me how cool the bathrooms looked, asked me to come to the club and do acid with her, and when I said no she asked me if I would at least come to club "later, but right now time means nothing to me so it could be a while" and pick her up cause she didn't know how she was going to get home. So then I told her that if she really needed a ride I would come and get her, but I would have to do it right then and she would have to pay me a large sum of money... or something. Then she was like, "whatever" and hung up. Then, not too long after that, Patrick calls me up to tell me something about his brother or something, then he tells me that him and Travis are at his house getting drunk. Then he trailed off for a little while, and then he was like, "alright I'm gonna go I'll let you do whatever you were doing NO WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and then mumbled for a little bit, told me something about doing girls in the butt, and then was like, "wait... no don't listen to me man I'm drunk..........BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN RIGHT MAN!!!!??!?!??" And all I could do was laugh.
Now I am at home, it's almost three. I need to go to sleep cause I have to work at 11:30 tomorrow.... but I have to sleep on the couch cause for some reason TJ's girlfriend is sleeping here, so neither TJ or I have a bedroom tonight. Whatever. Hahaha, Alexis just called me again to tell me she found a ride home or something. And she told me that Lita's boyfriend was driving the metro train she just rode on. For those of you who don't know, Lita is a 50 year old woman from the Philipeans who used to work with us and I don't think she has a boyfriend. Amazing. Anyways, tomorrow people are over at Kelly's house. That should be fun. Can't wait til fucking Christmas is over and I can work normal hours again. Oh and then Joe left me a note today telling me that I actually can't have off on January first like he originally told me. Guess he was just pullin my leg. Oh well.
THE END.
Basically, I worked forever. It was so crazy there today... it was pretty intense. Nothing all that interesting happened I guess... then I got off and sat in the parking lot of McDonald's for a while, talked to Marjorie on the phone about the black guy in the car next to me on the left who was staring at me, and then two cars to the right of me that probably were selling drugs.... and didn't even have the courtesy to offer me any? Seriously.. those dicks. SIKE ANYWAYS... then Matt McMullen happened upon the McDonald's and then he ended up in my car where we drove around and talked about how lame Bowie is for a while.
Then, it became the night of my co-workers calling me while they were fucked up and telling me about it. It was pretty tight. First, I keep getting phonecalls from Alexis sporatically over the night, starting while I was at work, but I somehow never got to pick up the phone in time to see what she wanted. And whenever I called her back, she either didn't answer, or just picked up the phone and I could hear loud techno music playing and she'd scream, "I'M TOO FUCKED UP TO TALK TO YOU RIGHT NOW!!!!!!" and then hang up. And so I'm like, "Then why do you keep calling me???" And, it turns out all she wanted to do was tell me she was at some club in Baltimore, was on acid, told me how cool the bathrooms looked, asked me to come to the club and do acid with her, and when I said no she asked me if I would at least come to club "later, but right now time means nothing to me so it could be a while" and pick her up cause she didn't know how she was going to get home. So then I told her that if she really needed a ride I would come and get her, but I would have to do it right then and she would have to pay me a large sum of money... or something. Then she was like, "whatever" and hung up. Then, not too long after that, Patrick calls me up to tell me something about his brother or something, then he tells me that him and Travis are at his house getting drunk. Then he trailed off for a little while, and then he was like, "alright I'm gonna go I'll let you do whatever you were doing NO WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and then mumbled for a little bit, told me something about doing girls in the butt, and then was like, "wait... no don't listen to me man I'm drunk..........BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN RIGHT MAN!!!!??!?!??" And all I could do was laugh.
Now I am at home, it's almost three. I need to go to sleep cause I have to work at 11:30 tomorrow.... but I have to sleep on the couch cause for some reason TJ's girlfriend is sleeping here, so neither TJ or I have a bedroom tonight. Whatever. Hahaha, Alexis just called me again to tell me she found a ride home or something. And she told me that Lita's boyfriend was driving the metro train she just rode on. For those of you who don't know, Lita is a 50 year old woman from the Philipeans who used to work with us and I don't think she has a boyfriend. Amazing. Anyways, tomorrow people are over at Kelly's house. That should be fun. Can't wait til fucking Christmas is over and I can work normal hours again. Oh and then Joe left me a note today telling me that I actually can't have off on January first like he originally told me. Guess he was just pullin my leg. Oh well.
THE END.