So... i think i would be okay if we were already moved in. but... we're not. the bathroom isn't finished (i can still relieve myself just fine, don't worry, my darlings), work is insane (if one could call rampant overtime "insane")...
work would be better if this chick i work with once a week didn't think i was 'weird.'
is watching Adult Swim with my kids weird? is listening to The Birthday Massacre while researching random shit weird? oh, wait, that's right...
she works with me.
so here's me at work (WARNING!! COMPLETELY FALSE AND UNNECESSARY SCENARIO!!)
Customer: can i have a pack of newport 100's?
Me: Yeah, ID?
Customer: SRSLY?!?!
Me: Yeh, duh. NYS sez no ID no smoke. 'Tard. *beats with platypus*
Customer: GAH!!! MY ONE WEAKNESS!!!
no, no, i'm actually very nice at work, but i tailor the way i speak to the specific customer in a startling display of sociopathic behavior...
what was i talking about? oh yeah, the chickie. i think she just doesn't like me, which is fine, but to cite the reason as 'she's weird'?
i need sleep, my mind is starting to wander...
have music.
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