Story full of Hate
This is a prime fucking example of why I need some new fucking friends in Morris:
I went to Willie's grocery store to pick up a few things for dinner tonight for Brent and I. It was laundry day and Brent said that he would pick up our room if I ran to the store. No problem, right? So I get to the store and buy some salad and some bread to go with the pasta we are having tonight and then I'm ready to check out. Everything is fine while I'm paying at the chick bags my stuff and puts it on one of those trolley things because at Willies some guy pushes this trolley behind you out to your car and then loads your stuff. I prefer to carry myself but the girl didn't even ask, she just loaded it up. So now I'm standing there next to my groceries waiting for one of the like 12 boys that work there to push my stuff out. Five of them just walk by me and go to flirt with the cashiers and ignore me. Then finally this kid goes, "I guess I'll push the fat girl's stuff out." I wanted to fucking kill myself. How fucking dare he? No matter how much you have come to terms with your looks and no matter how much you know you're a hot fucking chick, this shit still makes me feel like I'm in the fucking eighth grade. This however, is not why I need new friends. I come home and unload the stuff I just bought and Mollie saunters out of her room after being gone all weekend and says Hey. I say hey back and I'm trying to calm myself down and then I say, "I'm in a fucking rage because....[and I precede to tell the whole story]." Then what does she do, she fucking shrugs and walks into her room. Nothing. No fucking, "That sucks." or "I'm sorry" Fucking nothing. Really nice. I'm glad to see that friendship is a fucking two way street. People fucking suck. It does have to be said that after hearing me talk, Jordan busted out of her room and was like, "Let's go back there, you point that kid out and I'll fucking knife him." Totally the correct response. It's like any of my friends back home would respond the same way, Mullen, Niki, Matt, V., Mel, Brent, etc. but my suposed closest friend here just shrugs like, "Oh, this isn't about me so I'm not interested." I'm so fucking over it.
There, here's my first really angry post. Deal with it.
I went to Willie's grocery store to pick up a few things for dinner tonight for Brent and I. It was laundry day and Brent said that he would pick up our room if I ran to the store. No problem, right? So I get to the store and buy some salad and some bread to go with the pasta we are having tonight and then I'm ready to check out. Everything is fine while I'm paying at the chick bags my stuff and puts it on one of those trolley things because at Willies some guy pushes this trolley behind you out to your car and then loads your stuff. I prefer to carry myself but the girl didn't even ask, she just loaded it up. So now I'm standing there next to my groceries waiting for one of the like 12 boys that work there to push my stuff out. Five of them just walk by me and go to flirt with the cashiers and ignore me. Then finally this kid goes, "I guess I'll push the fat girl's stuff out." I wanted to fucking kill myself. How fucking dare he? No matter how much you have come to terms with your looks and no matter how much you know you're a hot fucking chick, this shit still makes me feel like I'm in the fucking eighth grade. This however, is not why I need new friends. I come home and unload the stuff I just bought and Mollie saunters out of her room after being gone all weekend and says Hey. I say hey back and I'm trying to calm myself down and then I say, "I'm in a fucking rage because....[and I precede to tell the whole story]." Then what does she do, she fucking shrugs and walks into her room. Nothing. No fucking, "That sucks." or "I'm sorry" Fucking nothing. Really nice. I'm glad to see that friendship is a fucking two way street. People fucking suck. It does have to be said that after hearing me talk, Jordan busted out of her room and was like, "Let's go back there, you point that kid out and I'll fucking knife him." Totally the correct response. It's like any of my friends back home would respond the same way, Mullen, Niki, Matt, V., Mel, Brent, etc. but my suposed closest friend here just shrugs like, "Oh, this isn't about me so I'm not interested." I'm so fucking over it.
There, here's my first really angry post. Deal with it.