I found no one to go to Doom, which disappointed me. I ended up hanging out with Tristan for a little bit, then just coming home and sleeping. Lame.
Today was fucking hell. I had the worst customers ever. People suck.
Worst today = she was fat, black, and sweaty (she looked like the lady in the PINESOL commercials) Well, she made me put back like half of her stuff cause she didn't have enough money, and then when she did give me the money, it was from her bra and it was change too! She pulled out some bills and some fucking nickels and shit and I'm like...OH NO SHE DIDN'T!!! Well, she fuckin did! I fuckin had to touch that shit and it was all warm and clammy, like it just came out of the washer or some shit. Fuck that was gross.
I compulsively wash my hands, so.. Yeah.
What time is it?
Chillum...
Peace.