Feb 12, 2005 08:29
I definitely dont feel like writing, but i should write it now or else i probably wont ever.
Yesterday at work Danny and I walked by this lady that was having problems walking. The guy with her was helping her but danny went to get her a wheelchair..i just kept working. Then the lady bit it and hit the ground. Danny got back with the wheelchair and the manager that came and the guy she was with tried lifting her into it. The guy was old and weak and wasnt helping much. The manager is a scrawny pussy who never knows what hes doing or talking about and he lifted her by her shirt which caused it to come up and give me a whole view of 100 yr old boobs. They pretty much dropped her and couldnt get her in the chair so they were yelling at me to help. I was about to when I noticed that fainting had caused the lady to piss all over herself. Heres this pale nearly 100 year old lady who is as stiff as a log and looks as dead as can be, laying on her own piss. The manager and the man did a count of 3 and were going to lift on 3. I was supposed to help, it was my chance to decide ultimately if i cared more about other people or myself (or so it seemed). I waited until 3 and faked help without touching her, those pussies fucking dropped her though. So i caught her, 100 lbs of old deadness smearing piss with hard pressure all over my arm. As a result i get free hepatitus b shots (after my urging). I covered my arm with a hydrogen peroxide concentrate that maintenance had and it foamed up so i left it for a minute and then washed it off. It was disgusting.
Later on this lady that i had blatantly lied to kind of called me out. She asked to have a pineapple cut up in the morning (we where way too busy and dont do that for people we dont know anyways), so i told her it would be a 4 hour wait. I thought it was funny. That bitch came back 8 hours later asking where her pineapple was when i was busy killing myself trying to get out of sams. I had another worker tell her were not allowed to do that and sorry about any miscommunication. She went to the managers who in turn called me and made me stay late and cut pineapples for her. After telling the managers she needed 1 pineapple cut up, she came to the back to help me pick out the FIVE pineapples that she wanted me to cut up. Damn go to costco or heb or something. I was pissed off.
Whilst at home i got several calls about going to parties and didnt plan on going out until tonight. I was in bed when i got a call saying the real world was coming to a certain bar soon and that i needed to get dressed and head down there. After several games of phone tag (damn that club was loud), i was on my way. I couldnt find the bar once i got to 6th street, a task that will be much easier once im able to hang out without worry (2 weeks baby). I finally found the bar and its 21 and up. The girl wouldnt let me in, although i speculate she held her hand on my chest forever bc she liked it. I had tried to just walk past everyone and through on her left side, she stopped me and left her hand on me for a few minutes. My friend came and tried to pull me through but she said no. Just a little bit later some older guys were asking if they could just go in bc they were in late 30s but without ID. When she started talking to them i just grabbed her arm and went on through. Right as I go inside all of the real world girls walk right out. Son of a bitch. I start drinking, which is fun bc one of the bartenders was friends with my group there so we had an unlimited tab. Two real world guys were still there. I talked to the token black guy. Dont remember his name, he had a jamaican colored beanie on and a black t shirt. Seemed very nice, said he was from Houston. I also talked to the producer while i was in a drunken haze in the bathroom. Fun times. It was at Barcelonas for anyone who is curious at seeking to catch them again. I WILL catch them again. and i WILL catch the girls. I found them and saw some filming (the battle), but i didnt get a chance to hit on one of the girls on tv (the war). My time will come, oh yes, it will.