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Nov 19, 2008 02:50

After having shopped for an hour and spending $75 instead of $55 as i thought it would total. I was exhausted and sad because my beloved Tuesday off was ending.

I have been tight on money, my company is very slow to give me my raise, at least 6 months slow.  I have been pinching every penny until it turns blue.

As I was leaving the store, my generic brand of jelly fell from the cart and shattered on the floor.  I have either lost, left out too long, or spilled the last four jars of jelly I've bought.  The glass of this was cheap and most of it stayed in tact because of that and the large sticker.   What I am about to say may sound pathetic but I almost cried because of all the stress and it was enough of an interuption to help me realize what had been going on.   An employee saw what happened and said I could trade it for a new one.

They gave me a bandaid for when I had picked up the glass and sliced my finger.

It was nice.

Its late or early depending on each persons point of view.  I'm not looking forward to the work week.

My mom told me i was living like i am fifty, stretching every dollar and working constantly.  she started telling me this when i moved into my first apartment.   ... and I am starting to think that she's right.

late night, the art of falling

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