Jun 09, 2004 16:08
I fucking finally got a fucking job. Only took fucking forever- fuck.
I I'm highly amused at the dress code- I can't wear khakis or logos or tank tops- but apparently tatoos and piercings are okay. I LOVE no khakis rule though b/c I FUCKING HATE KHAKIS AND THEY SHOULD DIE- and I can pretend that is why it's in the dress code- b/c Macy's (my job) could make a statement about the stupidity gap culture and their ugly khakis that make people look like pricks- who play tennis.
I still haven't worked out the whole kink of: I'll be working night shifts, and since my parents were apparently bribing me w/ a car only if I stayed home- I cuold be stranded at work- cuz our potential apt is more than a invigorating jog away... but I'll make it work.
I love tomtato sandwhiches- harriet the spy is a genius- but michele trachtenburg has lost my respect since "eurotrip"
I'm going to make lamb kebabs and rent Mystic River- life is satisfactory.