What next?
Wow. Recently has sucked. I've got oral surgery tomorrow
at 11, I've got a physical wednesday for college, problems at
work (not to mention 28 hours the end out the week... Oh, and someone
hit my mom while she was driving the Dagwood today, smashing in
the corner of the back side. My mom said she's afraid what it costs to
repair it might be more than the retail cost of my sunfire, so they'd
have to trash it. Which really sucks, because I think I've become emotionally
attached to my car...
And my manager yelled at Chris and I today, because my brother and
his friends showed up and they got drinks and talked for five minutes.
Then my manager came over and said he got chewed out on the phone
by an angry customer saying that when she came in to Starbucks, she
saw a bunch of "mopheads" hanging out in front of Starbucks and was
too scared to get a drink. Isn't that freakin' ridiculous that it was automatically
our fault?
Once Johanna gets back, maybe my mood will go up again. But God damn.
at 11, I've got a physical wednesday for college, problems at
work (not to mention 28 hours the end out the week... Oh, and someone
hit my mom while she was driving the Dagwood today, smashing in
the corner of the back side. My mom said she's afraid what it costs to
repair it might be more than the retail cost of my sunfire, so they'd
have to trash it. Which really sucks, because I think I've become emotionally
attached to my car...
And my manager yelled at Chris and I today, because my brother and
his friends showed up and they got drinks and talked for five minutes.
Then my manager came over and said he got chewed out on the phone
by an angry customer saying that when she came in to Starbucks, she
saw a bunch of "mopheads" hanging out in front of Starbucks and was
too scared to get a drink. Isn't that freakin' ridiculous that it was automatically
our fault?
Once Johanna gets back, maybe my mood will go up again. But God damn.