shit hit the fan
mom just found out about my tattoo.
she's not talking to me now :-/
but my brother and dad like it! woo hoo. and i love it, so whatever.
seriously now, no joke. work has never made me cry before. i cried twice.
first, i feel sick already, i'm going for a throat culture tomorrow. probably strep, would be the second time i've had it within 8 months. so i go to work all tired and ehhh, and customers decide to start sucking. i had some of the bitchiest customers today, but not as bad as that one i almost got fired for. (for those of you that didnt hear, i called a customer a cunt and a muffin top. good story.) my manager decided she wanted me to do stuff i'm not aloud to do, and ended up not being able to do because the god damn place was closed. then, about 5 minutes after dealing with that, power goes out. BAD NEWS. comes back on in about 5 seconds, but the computer that runs the store shut off, the pumps screwed up, and the lottery and atm machines turned off. then about 10 people walk into the store. fuck fuck fuck. i call the help desk while people are bitching about me not helping them, people from the pump are all upset because they think their getting charged for other peoples gas, and i cant find the effing button on the lottery machine. my manager isnt answering her phone, and carl and biffles both dont know shit. nfjdsbvs
eventualy i got everything back up but the lottery machine, all because the lady told my the wrong side over the phone. carl came to my rescue to take the customers about 45 mintues later while i cried in the bathroom.
i'm tired of being sick. i ate about 3 ounces of food today, and my throat feels swollen shut. every once in a while my throat and nose clog up and i make weird faces.
i was planning on going to bed early, but then i drank some diet mt. dew. caffine blows. but i'm going to try to sleep soon.
aylie, i didnt do the project. we're fucked. :-(
she's not talking to me now :-/
but my brother and dad like it! woo hoo. and i love it, so whatever.
seriously now, no joke. work has never made me cry before. i cried twice.
first, i feel sick already, i'm going for a throat culture tomorrow. probably strep, would be the second time i've had it within 8 months. so i go to work all tired and ehhh, and customers decide to start sucking. i had some of the bitchiest customers today, but not as bad as that one i almost got fired for. (for those of you that didnt hear, i called a customer a cunt and a muffin top. good story.) my manager decided she wanted me to do stuff i'm not aloud to do, and ended up not being able to do because the god damn place was closed. then, about 5 minutes after dealing with that, power goes out. BAD NEWS. comes back on in about 5 seconds, but the computer that runs the store shut off, the pumps screwed up, and the lottery and atm machines turned off. then about 10 people walk into the store. fuck fuck fuck. i call the help desk while people are bitching about me not helping them, people from the pump are all upset because they think their getting charged for other peoples gas, and i cant find the effing button on the lottery machine. my manager isnt answering her phone, and carl and biffles both dont know shit. nfjdsbvs
eventualy i got everything back up but the lottery machine, all because the lady told my the wrong side over the phone. carl came to my rescue to take the customers about 45 mintues later while i cried in the bathroom.
i'm tired of being sick. i ate about 3 ounces of food today, and my throat feels swollen shut. every once in a while my throat and nose clog up and i make weird faces.
i was planning on going to bed early, but then i drank some diet mt. dew. caffine blows. but i'm going to try to sleep soon.
aylie, i didnt do the project. we're fucked. :-(