I Should Start Using The Subject Line More Often
Hello kiddies! (kekeke, don't you love the Crypt Keeper?)
Halloween was slightly interesting. Having barely made plans for Halloween not even 24 hours before, I made my way to a party with my old WalMart coworkers. It was nice to hear the store went to Hell in a hand basket after I left and there's not enough coverage anywhere. Yay for that!
We ordered pizza, drank, and watched Good Luck Chuck, which has a lot of tits in it, and had ourselves a grand ol' time. Since my N's house wasn't so far away from mine, I planned on ending my Halloween night with a nice walk through the cemetery so I could clear my head and get lost in my thoughts for a while, but it didn't work out like that.
A, my ex coworker and friend, is one of the sweetest girls you will meet. She's the sober, responsible one. Everyone always has one friend that is the designated "good person" and lead a good and maybe more privileged life. For once she decided to spend the night at N's house so she could let loose and party. Little miss Good Girl drank enough to be pronounced drunk.
Enter the sleaze ball. Also an ex coworker. He's Indian, tall, lanky, likes to wear the bling, if you will, and is the type where his only goal in highschool was to get laid as many times as he could. Borderline stalkerish, just wants some ass.
Out of nowhere, my good girl A lets the sleaze ball feel her up and kiss her. I couldn't bear to look. The other few people at the party were shocked as well and terribly uncomfortable. Our sweet A is in a drunken stupor and won't let us talk sense to her. It becomes so uncomfortable N grabs the car keys and says she's taking me home, and the other few people follow.
There went my walk:(
So...that was...interesting. I haven't called A yet to see how she's doing. I hope she isn't actually interested in this guy.
In other news on the job hunt front, things are at a still. I called back several places where I put an application into, and apparently they are barely going through applications. I called the movie theater, and the woman kind of discouraged me, but she wasn't management and she said she really didn't know what was going on, so I'm giving it a few more days and I will call back and ask to speak with a manager.
I hate hate HATE how I think I got a job bagged, or that my interview went insanely well....and then not a damn thing happens after that.
-sigh-
I suppose that's it for now, it's 2am and I'm thinking I should make some tea and get to bed.
Halloween was slightly interesting. Having barely made plans for Halloween not even 24 hours before, I made my way to a party with my old WalMart coworkers. It was nice to hear the store went to Hell in a hand basket after I left and there's not enough coverage anywhere. Yay for that!
We ordered pizza, drank, and watched Good Luck Chuck, which has a lot of tits in it, and had ourselves a grand ol' time. Since my N's house wasn't so far away from mine, I planned on ending my Halloween night with a nice walk through the cemetery so I could clear my head and get lost in my thoughts for a while, but it didn't work out like that.
A, my ex coworker and friend, is one of the sweetest girls you will meet. She's the sober, responsible one. Everyone always has one friend that is the designated "good person" and lead a good and maybe more privileged life. For once she decided to spend the night at N's house so she could let loose and party. Little miss Good Girl drank enough to be pronounced drunk.
Enter the sleaze ball. Also an ex coworker. He's Indian, tall, lanky, likes to wear the bling, if you will, and is the type where his only goal in highschool was to get laid as many times as he could. Borderline stalkerish, just wants some ass.
Out of nowhere, my good girl A lets the sleaze ball feel her up and kiss her. I couldn't bear to look. The other few people at the party were shocked as well and terribly uncomfortable. Our sweet A is in a drunken stupor and won't let us talk sense to her. It becomes so uncomfortable N grabs the car keys and says she's taking me home, and the other few people follow.
There went my walk:(
So...that was...interesting. I haven't called A yet to see how she's doing. I hope she isn't actually interested in this guy.
In other news on the job hunt front, things are at a still. I called back several places where I put an application into, and apparently they are barely going through applications. I called the movie theater, and the woman kind of discouraged me, but she wasn't management and she said she really didn't know what was going on, so I'm giving it a few more days and I will call back and ask to speak with a manager.
I hate hate HATE how I think I got a job bagged, or that my interview went insanely well....and then not a damn thing happens after that.
-sigh-
I suppose that's it for now, it's 2am and I'm thinking I should make some tea and get to bed.