Hmm, i just worked five days and now I have three off! Im having a problem, since I have few pants, I need to go to the laundomat every couple days. I cant really even wear my pants more then once because the knees get unbelievably dirty when I work, its unreal, they get covered in cinnamon bun junk which attracts the poppy seeds and the sesame seeds and my knees turn into huge globs of goopy nasty-ness. Yesterday I ended up using my first pay cheque on an american apparel shopping spree.. and by that i mean i bought a shirt and a pair of pants. They have the most unhelpful staff ive ever seen, its awesome. I had to try on 5 or 6 different sizes of the same pant (because i SO dont know my size) and each time I had to walk across the entire store and pick up a different size and not once did anyone (three or four people working in an empty store) try and help me out. When I finally paid for my purchase the cashier chick didnt say a word, she took my debt card pressed some buttons handed me the pinpad then passed me my receipt. I wish I could be that cold and unfriendly, fuck. The other day some twelve year old on a bike asked me if i could “really quickly buy him a case of beer” and I said, still being in freakishly friendly and polite work mode “no, im sorry I cant, but thanks anyways”.
I dont know what im going to do with myself for three whole fucking days, grr… well tomorrow I was thinking of going to garage sales… hmm.. I need friends, pfft.
