maude

it's nice not having my boss around at the store. today was crazy, and i ended up staying an hour late, but i didn't mind in the end because i love my other coworkers to death. after i did clock out one of them came out for a cigarette with me and then another decided to just come and hang out outside for a few minutes since it was nice out. we discussed a mutiny.

there's a retarded guy that works in the store for 2 hours every Monday morning (and lately my boss has been sticking me with all the Monday opening shifts so i have to thin of crap for him to do). he has a helper-lady-person who comes with him. she is very irritating and at one point touched my hair (because it's weird now and she hadn't seen it yet). NO. i don't appreciate people touching my hair. that's a very special privilege. i HATE people touching my head unless they're my parents, my boyfriend or i am paying them to do something that involves touching my head. the woman has no sense of personal space. also, she kept calling me by what i think is a really ugly nicknamey version of my real name. i'm not crazy about my name enough as it is, don't think it's ok to call me a stupider version of it....no one has ever called me that. i don't do nicknames. i completely ignored her whenever she referred to me by that name. it's just not my name. i was ready to stab her in the head with a pen by the time she left.

i think i'll go see if my brother is still playing We Love Katamari. if he is, i'll have to join him. maybe i'll bring my cross stitch project down to work on for when he's playing. though i always end up taking over since i totally kick ass at Katamari.