the point between laughing and crying.
That's where I am right now. Snuggled between bawling and rolling on the floor. I think it's called an emotional overload.
Tonight was by far the worst night I've ever had at any job. Ever. I'm finishing out this week, then calling it quits. I don't even feel like goijg into details; if you really want to know you can ask me about it later.
Also tonight, about 2 hours after breaking down in tears, pulling myself together again and wavering on the brink, I embarassed myself thouroughly. Let me explain:
I am sulking behind the counter when two, quite attractive punk guys walk in. "Ruby SoHo" by Rancid is playing on the radio, and I just so happen to like that song quite a bit and have it tunred up loud. So the one with the most tattoos walks up to me and I say "Can I help you?" and he says "Heh, yea you could start by changing the station" and I say "No, I like to keep it on this station." and he says "Ok, fine," and makes a face "It's just emabrassing." Now, a normal person might have picked up that hint, but I was in a bad mood so instead I just snapped back with "HEY, Rancid didn't always suck! They used to be good." At which point he laughs, looks at me and says:
"USED TO??HEY!! I'm the drummer!"
And then I blushed my face off and said he could have his food free because I was mean to him. And he refused and I insisted so he gave me a $10 tip instead. Oh boy, that was embarassing.
Beer and Harry Potter? Yea, i think so.
Pass out and try and feel better tomorrow? Yea, why not.
Tonight was by far the worst night I've ever had at any job. Ever. I'm finishing out this week, then calling it quits. I don't even feel like goijg into details; if you really want to know you can ask me about it later.
Also tonight, about 2 hours after breaking down in tears, pulling myself together again and wavering on the brink, I embarassed myself thouroughly. Let me explain:
I am sulking behind the counter when two, quite attractive punk guys walk in. "Ruby SoHo" by Rancid is playing on the radio, and I just so happen to like that song quite a bit and have it tunred up loud. So the one with the most tattoos walks up to me and I say "Can I help you?" and he says "Heh, yea you could start by changing the station" and I say "No, I like to keep it on this station." and he says "Ok, fine," and makes a face "It's just emabrassing." Now, a normal person might have picked up that hint, but I was in a bad mood so instead I just snapped back with "HEY, Rancid didn't always suck! They used to be good." At which point he laughs, looks at me and says:
"USED TO??HEY!! I'm the drummer!"
And then I blushed my face off and said he could have his food free because I was mean to him. And he refused and I insisted so he gave me a $10 tip instead. Oh boy, that was embarassing.
Beer and Harry Potter? Yea, i think so.
Pass out and try and feel better tomorrow? Yea, why not.