*sigh* ... to taste those fried green tomatoes at the whistle stop cafe just one more time.....
I am putting off my French homework at the moment to update my journal that 2 people will read. Oh well... it gets my mind off things and lets me relax.
Today was quite the fiasco. It began when my alarm clock woke me from mine slumber. I messed around the house for a while until I had to start getting ready for work. When I finally made it into work, I realized that I was three and a half hours early. So I decided that I would go to Waterford. Mainly because I just got a CD player in my car and felt like driving for a while and listening to music, so there ya go!
So I'm driving down the highway, singing Il Divo at the top of my lungs, and then I decided to go to visit my old partners at the ole' Waterford store. So I go in, chat it up and then go to my aunts house. We did lunch at the Lindo, and then it was about time for me to go.
Back at the Milford Bux, I realize that I am working close with Rachel. Un-fricking-believable! So basically, for those of you who don't know, Rachel is the big jewish girl with rosasia and an oily face, who I suspect, talked to Mark about my work performance. And let me just interject and say that there is no issue with my work performance. So I suspect her of going to Mark and talking to him, why? Because he told me a few people did. So now I'm stepping up my game. The one flaw in my plan, is that Rachel is a fucking inexhaustable, never tireing, enegizer jew-girl! So I busted my ass tonight, and now I'm tired as fuck. I hate working with Rachel. She's nice and all, but damn, simmer down!
So now that I got that off my shoulders, I think I might go and finish my French homework, and then clip my cuticals.
Peace out
Today was quite the fiasco. It began when my alarm clock woke me from mine slumber. I messed around the house for a while until I had to start getting ready for work. When I finally made it into work, I realized that I was three and a half hours early. So I decided that I would go to Waterford. Mainly because I just got a CD player in my car and felt like driving for a while and listening to music, so there ya go!
So I'm driving down the highway, singing Il Divo at the top of my lungs, and then I decided to go to visit my old partners at the ole' Waterford store. So I go in, chat it up and then go to my aunts house. We did lunch at the Lindo, and then it was about time for me to go.
Back at the Milford Bux, I realize that I am working close with Rachel. Un-fricking-believable! So basically, for those of you who don't know, Rachel is the big jewish girl with rosasia and an oily face, who I suspect, talked to Mark about my work performance. And let me just interject and say that there is no issue with my work performance. So I suspect her of going to Mark and talking to him, why? Because he told me a few people did. So now I'm stepping up my game. The one flaw in my plan, is that Rachel is a fucking inexhaustable, never tireing, enegizer jew-girl! So I busted my ass tonight, and now I'm tired as fuck. I hate working with Rachel. She's nice and all, but damn, simmer down!
So now that I got that off my shoulders, I think I might go and finish my French homework, and then clip my cuticals.
Peace out