And my scholarship goes out the window
When yearbook deadlines near, so does the end of my patience. (Warning: If you click the link, you will hear a lot of bitching... oh boo)
While working this morning, my mother comes in an hour early to tell me the car is once again in need of repair. Now I have to find a ride to CASA, a ride to school. Ha, and my mom wants my ride to take my little brother and sister, like it's Tara's responsibility. But nothing tops this: I need to find a ride to Central.
Seriously, my mom thinks I have people in this world that are going to drop their Saturday to take me to a scholarship competition. Sorry mom, no. And now it's my fault that I may not be going, since I didn't go to the first one. Sorry, I had a homecoming to go to (#3) and crazy Mrs. Rott told me it was full. So now I'm officially screwed. I hate this place. If I actually had a car, like I figured I would by now, none of this would be a problem. Better yet, if my mom bought a fricken new car when she was supposed to, none of this would be a problem.
To finish this lovely story, my mom pretty much put my Japan trip on 'probation'. My dad, mom and I have to have a talk about "how much I'm costing the family". Hmm... shoot me.
So that yearbook. I can guarantee I will be working on it in all my spare time, everyday after school. The class is full of slackers. I guess I'm fortunate enough to be the editor and get the privilege of failing people. :) At least that might will make me happy...
I must go- I'll close with a funny work story This guy came in today, VERY high. Like, so stoned even I had a contact buzz. So he gets 4 pieces of chicken (AKA- half a chicken). After he orders, he asked if that can be all cut up. I didn't get it, so I went and told Keith. Yes, we were all like "what the fuck". So Keith went out there and asked him why he wanted it all cut up, he'll get a breast, wing, leg and thigh. The guy was like, "Oh cool dude! I though you guys would just like give me a hunk of chicken. Just like, chop the chicken in half and give me a big chunk." OH GEEZ...THE IDIOTS TODAY.
While working this morning, my mother comes in an hour early to tell me the car is once again in need of repair. Now I have to find a ride to CASA, a ride to school. Ha, and my mom wants my ride to take my little brother and sister, like it's Tara's responsibility. But nothing tops this: I need to find a ride to Central.
Seriously, my mom thinks I have people in this world that are going to drop their Saturday to take me to a scholarship competition. Sorry mom, no. And now it's my fault that I may not be going, since I didn't go to the first one. Sorry, I had a homecoming to go to (#3) and crazy Mrs. Rott told me it was full. So now I'm officially screwed. I hate this place. If I actually had a car, like I figured I would by now, none of this would be a problem. Better yet, if my mom bought a fricken new car when she was supposed to, none of this would be a problem.
To finish this lovely story, my mom pretty much put my Japan trip on 'probation'. My dad, mom and I have to have a talk about "how much I'm costing the family". Hmm... shoot me.
So that yearbook. I can guarantee I will be working on it in all my spare time, everyday after school. The class is full of slackers. I guess I'm fortunate enough to be the editor and get the privilege of failing people. :) At least that might will make me happy...
I must go- I'll close with a funny work story This guy came in today, VERY high. Like, so stoned even I had a contact buzz. So he gets 4 pieces of chicken (AKA- half a chicken). After he orders, he asked if that can be all cut up. I didn't get it, so I went and told Keith. Yes, we were all like "what the fuck". So Keith went out there and asked him why he wanted it all cut up, he'll get a breast, wing, leg and thigh. The guy was like, "Oh cool dude! I though you guys would just like give me a hunk of chicken. Just like, chop the chicken in half and give me a big chunk." OH GEEZ...THE IDIOTS TODAY.