words cant explain how pissed off i am right now
okay, so im at work again.
peter said something about me moving to germany. everyone is saying something. they all have their opinions, and frankly, im getting fucking sick of them.
peter said there was something queer about me moving, and yvonne said 'yes, i know. i told her that' (meaning that kat would turn me gay) and they both agreed that yes, it was worrying that i had been to a place once and only for one person, and that i had decided to move there.
yesterday, which i forgot to write in yesterdays entry, grace and yvonne bought up the 'turn me gay' thing again. to which i protested, cos its getting fucking old and im fucking sick of it, and i said 'she didnt turn me gay!' and then grace said 'oh... denial!' and then 'are you sure you're not gay?' and i said 'YES'. very angrily. and later, when grace was telling me how everyone is pissed at how i do my job (hey, i'd fire me), she asked if i was happy to be back, to which i replied 'NO'. very angrily. (shes asked me that question about ten times, as if my answer would changed if she asked just once more).
and laurie from the shop asked if i 'had a man' back there. and so did mike. 'do you have a boyfriend?'. oh my fucking god. NO.
what is the big fucking obsession with me moving because of a girl? shes my BEST FRIEND. the only person in this entire fucking world (which i have flown all the way around, by the way) that understands me completly and doesnt question me on what i do, or what i think, or how i feel, or what i believe in. the ONLY PERSON. is it so bad of me to what to have that completeness all the time?
also, i hate it when im the only one in the office, and people come in asking about a property, and i havent done any sales training, so i have no idea what to do. so i probably tell them information i shouldnt, and show them pictures they shouldnt see. but i did get this persons name and number, and they do want to go through. but still. fucking yvonnes taking an hour off for lunch so she can go buy NECTARINES. what the hell? they might be PEACHES. white ones. i dont know. i dont care. shes taking an hour off to go buy FRUIT.
we need more staff. i ask again, do YOU want a job?
peter said something about me moving to germany. everyone is saying something. they all have their opinions, and frankly, im getting fucking sick of them.
peter said there was something queer about me moving, and yvonne said 'yes, i know. i told her that' (meaning that kat would turn me gay) and they both agreed that yes, it was worrying that i had been to a place once and only for one person, and that i had decided to move there.
yesterday, which i forgot to write in yesterdays entry, grace and yvonne bought up the 'turn me gay' thing again. to which i protested, cos its getting fucking old and im fucking sick of it, and i said 'she didnt turn me gay!' and then grace said 'oh... denial!' and then 'are you sure you're not gay?' and i said 'YES'. very angrily. and later, when grace was telling me how everyone is pissed at how i do my job (hey, i'd fire me), she asked if i was happy to be back, to which i replied 'NO'. very angrily. (shes asked me that question about ten times, as if my answer would changed if she asked just once more).
and laurie from the shop asked if i 'had a man' back there. and so did mike. 'do you have a boyfriend?'. oh my fucking god. NO.
what is the big fucking obsession with me moving because of a girl? shes my BEST FRIEND. the only person in this entire fucking world (which i have flown all the way around, by the way) that understands me completly and doesnt question me on what i do, or what i think, or how i feel, or what i believe in. the ONLY PERSON. is it so bad of me to what to have that completeness all the time?
also, i hate it when im the only one in the office, and people come in asking about a property, and i havent done any sales training, so i have no idea what to do. so i probably tell them information i shouldnt, and show them pictures they shouldnt see. but i did get this persons name and number, and they do want to go through. but still. fucking yvonnes taking an hour off for lunch so she can go buy NECTARINES. what the hell? they might be PEACHES. white ones. i dont know. i dont care. shes taking an hour off to go buy FRUIT.
we need more staff. i ask again, do YOU want a job?