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so tonite, after finishing my shift at the old FP, i got followed home. being well aware of this factor, i went into mac's and chilled with Malwinder for a couple minutes, checked outside to see that it was evidently clear, and then proceeded to walk the next two blocks home. well, to my surprise and horror, whomever decided to trail me, be it for a joke or for real, said "goodnite gorgeous" in a creepy leer. i quickened my pace and didn't proceed through the alley's as i normally would have, instead opting for whyte. when i turned onto my street, i checked behind me and saw the same fucker carrying on down whyte, he didn't appear to see me, until i rounded the corner, heard quickened footsteps, which may or may not be his, and ran for the h.o.p. porch, conveniently i couldn't locate my keys and rang the bell for someone to come so at least the light would turn on and i wouldn't seem like such a vulnerable, scared as hell little girl. which i was.
i think i'll let my manager drive me home from now on, even though it means getting home a half hour later.
all the losers were out again tonite, with one special moron giving me 'guest appearances' by gracing me with his presence three times. he never bought anything, instead asking if i wanted him to buy ME of all people a slice and then bowing towards me and referring to me as a 'goddess'. i kid you not. who breeds these assholes anyway?
one asshat thought winking at me was a cute plan of action and i nervously prayed to the heavens that it was nothing more then a sporatic twitch.
*shudder*
i officially hate my job and my life.
oh, eshod ebyn wyza is playing at seedy's on the 28th, it'll be "killer" in Karan Singh's words, so check it out.
right, and siobhan will be the only one to appreciate this tid bit of news, but karan also has a new job at new asian village, which, if you didn't know already, is like hells angels central in edmonton. they even acted as 'security' for the owners daughter's wedding, but that's a whole different story, anyways, apparently Harmeet, which is like the godfather of the drug community, has taken karan under his wing, and is exposing him to the creepy, lurid underworld of whatever is going on lately. i didn't have time to press for details, but damn, i sure know how to pick...colourful work environments...drugged out alcoholics stealing bar stock, godfathers, crazy yugoslavian communists who munch on whole cloves of garlic, lame pizza joints with even lamer clientele and alcoholic managers of a fleeting restaurant, willing to gossip about anyone, even the dishwasher. the list goes on and on. anyways, i have a unseen episode of freaks and geeks and a hagen daas bar waiting for me. thankyou for your time and attention.
i think i'll let my manager drive me home from now on, even though it means getting home a half hour later.
all the losers were out again tonite, with one special moron giving me 'guest appearances' by gracing me with his presence three times. he never bought anything, instead asking if i wanted him to buy ME of all people a slice and then bowing towards me and referring to me as a 'goddess'. i kid you not. who breeds these assholes anyway?
one asshat thought winking at me was a cute plan of action and i nervously prayed to the heavens that it was nothing more then a sporatic twitch.
*shudder*
i officially hate my job and my life.
oh, eshod ebyn wyza is playing at seedy's on the 28th, it'll be "killer" in Karan Singh's words, so check it out.
right, and siobhan will be the only one to appreciate this tid bit of news, but karan also has a new job at new asian village, which, if you didn't know already, is like hells angels central in edmonton. they even acted as 'security' for the owners daughter's wedding, but that's a whole different story, anyways, apparently Harmeet, which is like the godfather of the drug community, has taken karan under his wing, and is exposing him to the creepy, lurid underworld of whatever is going on lately. i didn't have time to press for details, but damn, i sure know how to pick...colourful work environments...drugged out alcoholics stealing bar stock, godfathers, crazy yugoslavian communists who munch on whole cloves of garlic, lame pizza joints with even lamer clientele and alcoholic managers of a fleeting restaurant, willing to gossip about anyone, even the dishwasher. the list goes on and on. anyways, i have a unseen episode of freaks and geeks and a hagen daas bar waiting for me. thankyou for your time and attention.