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okay remember my post yesterday about how my day sucked?? well, it got WORSE! and in retrospect I realized that this has been the worst week in a long time.
monday I go into my placement and my client breaks up with me and I don't meet w/ anyone. thurs I wake up and have to poo SOOO badly in the morning, run into the bathroom and the toilet looks weird. so I flush it and it's clogged and almost overflows. I grab a plunger and try to fix it but it's just spraying toilet water everywhere and omg I have to poo soo bad. (it wasn't di poo, just turtle head sitch but still mad uncomf!!!) so I had to cheek it an ENTIRE shower and hurry up and get ready and head to campus early so I can poo before class. luckily I found a shady bathroom not far from my classroom.
then all that stuff happened friday with the traffic tix and what not. then that night I was driving to my friend anne and ed's house in ardmore and got stoned on the way down. then I got paranoid I was gonna get pulled over again and was buggin the whole time and stopped at a sunoco and kept getting asked to give people directions to places in ardmore and I don't even live there. then the guy started hassling me about my energy drink and asking me how much money I made. I dunno, it was weird. then I left and a few blocks from my friend's house these boys in the car next to me yelled at me at a red light.. ugh, leave me alone! ("Leave cute sneezing panda alone!" for anyone who saw the new south park)
sat night I had a gig with the catering company at someone's house. the email I received about the event said set-up clothes, black pants with black shirt. okay, now in the manual it says set up clothes include khakis or black pants. so I email the lady, "Can we wear khakis or do they have to be black pants?" Response: "khakis are fine." of course... they weren't! as the event was about to start they're like, "do you have black pants?" "Uhhh...no." "Okay, well, do you have a belt?" "....no." I thought they were going to kill me with laser beams shooting from their eyes. invisible laser beams. this is my second job--great first impression I'm giving here!! so then the montgomery burns type supervisor (thank god it wasn't the sassy supervisor he prob would have made me cry) was like "we need to hide you!" but then they couldn't so I had to wear a black apron and the hosts kept giving me weird looks but whatever... I'M A FREE SPIRIT!!!!
then I got the worst job of standing at the door and giving people name tags. it was my job to shuffle people from the front door to the booze. of course that didn't work out too well when I had to sift through a giant bowl of name tags not organized in any way while the guests awkwardly stand around and a few even jump in to help me. Embarassing!! then I did bussing the rest of the night which wasn't too bad. the night went by fast and we got a decent tip at the end which was cool. now I know, always bring back up clothes and I need a black polo and black socks.
but this house was SICK! allegedly it was owned by eddie van halen before and I can believe it. it was a super sweet house with a million rooms and a bangin outdoor set up.
okay I have to poop and do schoolwork.
monday I go into my placement and my client breaks up with me and I don't meet w/ anyone. thurs I wake up and have to poo SOOO badly in the morning, run into the bathroom and the toilet looks weird. so I flush it and it's clogged and almost overflows. I grab a plunger and try to fix it but it's just spraying toilet water everywhere and omg I have to poo soo bad. (it wasn't di poo, just turtle head sitch but still mad uncomf!!!) so I had to cheek it an ENTIRE shower and hurry up and get ready and head to campus early so I can poo before class. luckily I found a shady bathroom not far from my classroom.
then all that stuff happened friday with the traffic tix and what not. then that night I was driving to my friend anne and ed's house in ardmore and got stoned on the way down. then I got paranoid I was gonna get pulled over again and was buggin the whole time and stopped at a sunoco and kept getting asked to give people directions to places in ardmore and I don't even live there. then the guy started hassling me about my energy drink and asking me how much money I made. I dunno, it was weird. then I left and a few blocks from my friend's house these boys in the car next to me yelled at me at a red light.. ugh, leave me alone! ("Leave cute sneezing panda alone!" for anyone who saw the new south park)
sat night I had a gig with the catering company at someone's house. the email I received about the event said set-up clothes, black pants with black shirt. okay, now in the manual it says set up clothes include khakis or black pants. so I email the lady, "Can we wear khakis or do they have to be black pants?" Response: "khakis are fine." of course... they weren't! as the event was about to start they're like, "do you have black pants?" "Uhhh...no." "Okay, well, do you have a belt?" "....no." I thought they were going to kill me with laser beams shooting from their eyes. invisible laser beams. this is my second job--great first impression I'm giving here!! so then the montgomery burns type supervisor (thank god it wasn't the sassy supervisor he prob would have made me cry) was like "we need to hide you!" but then they couldn't so I had to wear a black apron and the hosts kept giving me weird looks but whatever... I'M A FREE SPIRIT!!!!
then I got the worst job of standing at the door and giving people name tags. it was my job to shuffle people from the front door to the booze. of course that didn't work out too well when I had to sift through a giant bowl of name tags not organized in any way while the guests awkwardly stand around and a few even jump in to help me. Embarassing!! then I did bussing the rest of the night which wasn't too bad. the night went by fast and we got a decent tip at the end which was cool. now I know, always bring back up clothes and I need a black polo and black socks.
but this house was SICK! allegedly it was owned by eddie van halen before and I can believe it. it was a super sweet house with a million rooms and a bangin outdoor set up.
okay I have to poop and do schoolwork.