papercuts

at work some lady comes in and starts complaing about her painter geting the wrong thing, i don't care she see's this get even more upsete and tells me that thats not how to run a store and that i'll lose alote of customers, seeing that i still don't care, i also tell her that althought we gave her the wrong product it doesn't matter one way or the other, she's claiming the painter is going to have to do more coats becouse of this, he's not i tell her shes doesn't beleive me, i still don't care he seeing this gets her even more pissed


then as i'm going home from my girlfreinds house i get off my skateboard becouse the pavement is to rough and some ding bat thoughs something at me nearly missing my head, fuck them. i'm glad i didn't get pissed and flip them off of though something back at them, then with my luck they would have gotten out of there car and tried to beat me up
thunderstorm time

i'm going to chicigo tomorrow for a wedding i get back monday, best part is the old style and geting to see career suicid tomorrow night