Mar 09, 2003 17:12
I got home from work around 3:30 p.m. I had been there since 6 in the freakin' morning. I love my job... I really do, I mean, I get to hang out with a bunch of kick ass people, wear those cute Watts shirts and screw around all day... but dude, why must I be there at 6 in the morning?
When I got there, we had a huge shipment of shirts that I had to price, fold, then stack. It took me a good two hours to finish that. It was insane.
Ugh.. I'm tired and to make matters worse, Eli left a message on my voice mail saying that we should "really have a discussion about some things". I don't want to have a discussion. I want to pretend like it never happened, so that way, I can save him a hospital visit and keep myself outta jail.
Sidenote: Jorey and Maddox are fighting over why Jorey put the towels on the bottom shelf when they belong on the top one. Man, you know you've lived with someone TOO LONG when you fight over which shelf the freakin' towels belong on.
Jorey:"Dude, I washed them and put them away. What else do you want from me? You want me to feed you and wipe your ass while I'm at it? "
Maddox: "Quit being such a fucking homo"
That's some comedy right there! I started this entry 15 minutes ago, and they're still fighting. lol.. I'm gonna go watch!!