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Man, playing any game at a stand up cabinet makes it better. I played Escape From the Planet of the Robot monsters for WAY too long.

Moving on. Work today tried my patience so hard. If you've ever been pierced at my work you will know that we give you an aftercare sheet that explains pretty much everything you need to know about how to care for your new piercing. Including how to make a sea-salt soak. Voodoo, but directions none the less. So this girl is like, "I don't understand how to do it... I mean, do you just put it on there?" So I point to where it says how to soak it, ie, just put the whole cup over it or make a compress. I had to explain to her what a compress is. And she says something like, "so do you just grind up the salt and put it on there...?" And finally I figured out that she didn't understand that "soak" implied "wet", so I read outloud to her the first sentence of the instructions which clearly state that you should put 1/4 tsp. of salt into 8 oz. of water. I sure fucking hope she felt dumb, because she told me she read it.

Most people are nice, and patient, though. And sometimes people I know come in, like they did tonight. There were four people, and only one was getting pierced. Two were a couple. So they go to watch, except for the boyfriend... who proceeds to ask if I know what time the party his girlfriend is throwing is tomorrow night. Because he doesn't. Odd, I thought.

I watched Boys Don't Cry tonight. People make me sad. All she wanted was to have a family... *sigh*

And JRock, telling people that they're wrong, incompetent, or inferior because of where they're from and automatically dismissing their opinions is... oh, I'm sorry, you're not a dick, you're an ass. Man, I'm glad I live in a sheltered city because, gosh, I just don't think I could handle the real world... I mean, if people like you populate it. Plus, it's my right to judge you if I want. You can judge me, too. You've only ever supplied me with insults and negativity, so I have judged you an ass.