Jun 06, 2004 15:30
Worst weekend ever! Well, close enough anyways. So I was working, and at Kiosks you work all alone, ya know? And it was closing time and I had already counted my deposit and put it in the bag. And this mexican guy calls me over to the end of the stand to talk about god knows what, and he spoke next to know english, so i'm staring at his face watching him point and stuff... Little do i know that his buddy is stealing my 653 dollar deposit out of my drawer. So yeah, I had to call the police and whatnot, and I'm all shakin up about it. All i keep thinking is what if i turned around and saw the person stealing, and the guy i was helping like stabbed me or something. That would be horrible!! So now i'm all nervous at work, and that sucks cause i shouldn't have to feel that way at my job, ya know?
Ah, even though this sounds pathetic, why does all the bad stuff happen to me!? I guess I'm in a little pitty party for myself, and it will only get worse when the fire me. I need a new job like REAL fast, anybody know of anywhere that's hiring?
On a lighter note, my mom loved her birthday gifts and even though Randy was in a dumpy mood to start off, i think he turned out to have fun on his birthay too!
I'm mad at John... again. He wants to argue about stuff that he knows nothing about and then has the nerve to say I'M an idiot, I am thinking some very swear filled thoughts right now, thast's all i got to say!
I blame PJ for my deposit being stolen, If he didn't go on vacation, then he would have been with me while i closed and then that wouldn't have happened.
Just kidding!
Much love,
Rachel