i'll be quiet... i'll be peace!!
what about bob? anyone? ok then.
i got out of work at the store at 11 today, thinking "yes... when i go home there's going to be no one there. my sister's second shift is like right now so i'll have my house to myself." oh... how wrong i was. i pulled into my driveway, and her car was here. walked in the backdoor, and there she was. sitting sideways in my dad's chair, fat as ever, eating a bag of dill pickle chips. what a disgusting loser. ugh she irritates me.
then she started with the questions. "did you work already?" "what time do you have to be somewhere?" "you work at the bank?" "when are you going to be done?" "what are your plans for tonight?" "are you going to finish that?" "are you going to be here tomorrow?" "what are you doing on sunday?" "what time do you think you'll be pooping on wednesday?" DAMNIT they never stop coming. ok i made the last one up... but she would ask me something like that! argh... i need to go back to work and continue to not be a loser while she sits here on her ass.
i got out of work at the store at 11 today, thinking "yes... when i go home there's going to be no one there. my sister's second shift is like right now so i'll have my house to myself." oh... how wrong i was. i pulled into my driveway, and her car was here. walked in the backdoor, and there she was. sitting sideways in my dad's chair, fat as ever, eating a bag of dill pickle chips. what a disgusting loser. ugh she irritates me.
then she started with the questions. "did you work already?" "what time do you have to be somewhere?" "you work at the bank?" "when are you going to be done?" "what are your plans for tonight?" "are you going to finish that?" "are you going to be here tomorrow?" "what are you doing on sunday?" "what time do you think you'll be pooping on wednesday?" DAMNIT they never stop coming. ok i made the last one up... but she would ask me something like that! argh... i need to go back to work and continue to not be a loser while she sits here on her ass.