disclaimer: bitchy post
I hate money, and I hate people.
I don't know which more, I think people.
I started out my day completely exhausting myself at the gym, then getting my 2 cavities filled (i got 5 injek!tions (hehe sp), not the most pleasant thing to experience. But I got to listen to Mozart and kinda zone out and try to pretend I was on Nip/tuck.
Then I went to work with a numb mouth and lisp and was coughing/choking up a mild storm, and only to wait on TWO TABLES....... so after my TWO TABLES i had like, an hour or two of sidework to do before I was ready to leave. I order a wrap and it takes 20 minutes to make, even though nothing was cooked on it. Then I did all my fucking work, and was printing out my cashing slip and punching out, when a party of 15 come in. Well, I had no choice but to take them, so I took my jacket off, and waited on them. I made $30 off them even though I had to stay another 45 minutes, but I need all the money I can get. The worst part was that most of them just wanted water and appetizers. And they SUNG (they were a choir group).
Not to mention i did alot of other peoples' work tonight, and that definetly kept me there a while later.
So at the end of the night, finally, another waitress buys me a drink, and I sit at the bar to drink it...
Well I was sitting alone, for a reason. I hate when strangers talk to me... seriously. Go away.
But here is what went down -
*guy walks in and sits next to me*
*before i look over, he grabs my forearm*
creepy guy - "Nice Tatty!!"
me - *flinch* ....
creepy guy - "Whats the matter, don;t like being touched?"
me - "no, actually i dont"
creepy guy - *touches it again* "Let me see that tatty!"
me- "ugh, god, See!"
creepy guy - "So did that lip piercing hurt?"
me - "I dont remember"
creepy guy - "So are you like, 20?"
creepy guy - "Uhh so I have 3 back tattoos, wanna see?"
me- "Nope!" *turned my back*
I didn't even get to enjoy my martini, I just bolted.
Now I am home and I just found out my hair extensions I want are like, 4 times what I can afford. Not to mention other expenses I can't really afford but am doing anyway. Man I am stressed.
I also have only one more day to finalize my submission for a book, fuck fuck fuck! I have my pictures picked out, but not my text.
I have 8 days in a row of 14 hour shifts at both jobs to make some extra cash for the month of March.
I have 2 new cavities that are fucking bothering me.
I have a day off tomorrow, and it consists of going to the Post Office, the grocery store, the gym, and then folding my laundry. How. Fucking. Fabulous.
I have a problem tonight, thats for sure!!!!!!!!
I really hate when people just fucking set me off by touching me, or staring at me. honestly, I am not that fucking freaky looking, really. Especially in my work uniform. Get over it. I have real eyebrows now, (aside my ears) I only wear 2 tiny ass nose studs, and 1 tiny ass labret piercing. IS THAT REAL FUCKING FREAKY OR WHAT? Just because I have facial jewelery and a couple tattoos, does that mean I want to be your friend or talk to you? Does it mean I am soooo fucking bizarre?! I guess so!
Well, bedtime for bonzo.
Off to have nightmares about all my money being spent and creepy molesters and probably dreaming of fucking working, man i hate that
I hate money, and I hate people.
I don't know which more, I think people.
I started out my day completely exhausting myself at the gym, then getting my 2 cavities filled (i got 5 injek!tions (hehe sp), not the most pleasant thing to experience. But I got to listen to Mozart and kinda zone out and try to pretend I was on Nip/tuck.
Then I went to work with a numb mouth and lisp and was coughing/choking up a mild storm, and only to wait on TWO TABLES....... so after my TWO TABLES i had like, an hour or two of sidework to do before I was ready to leave. I order a wrap and it takes 20 minutes to make, even though nothing was cooked on it. Then I did all my fucking work, and was printing out my cashing slip and punching out, when a party of 15 come in. Well, I had no choice but to take them, so I took my jacket off, and waited on them. I made $30 off them even though I had to stay another 45 minutes, but I need all the money I can get. The worst part was that most of them just wanted water and appetizers. And they SUNG (they were a choir group).
Not to mention i did alot of other peoples' work tonight, and that definetly kept me there a while later.
So at the end of the night, finally, another waitress buys me a drink, and I sit at the bar to drink it...
Well I was sitting alone, for a reason. I hate when strangers talk to me... seriously. Go away.
But here is what went down -
*guy walks in and sits next to me*
*before i look over, he grabs my forearm*
creepy guy - "Nice Tatty!!"
me - *flinch* ....
creepy guy - "Whats the matter, don;t like being touched?"
me - "no, actually i dont"
creepy guy - *touches it again* "Let me see that tatty!"
me- "ugh, god, See!"
creepy guy - "So did that lip piercing hurt?"
me - "I dont remember"
creepy guy - "So are you like, 20?"
creepy guy - "Uhh so I have 3 back tattoos, wanna see?"
me- "Nope!" *turned my back*
I didn't even get to enjoy my martini, I just bolted.
Now I am home and I just found out my hair extensions I want are like, 4 times what I can afford. Not to mention other expenses I can't really afford but am doing anyway. Man I am stressed.
I also have only one more day to finalize my submission for a book, fuck fuck fuck! I have my pictures picked out, but not my text.
I have 8 days in a row of 14 hour shifts at both jobs to make some extra cash for the month of March.
I have 2 new cavities that are fucking bothering me.
I have a day off tomorrow, and it consists of going to the Post Office, the grocery store, the gym, and then folding my laundry. How. Fucking. Fabulous.
I have a problem tonight, thats for sure!!!!!!!!
I really hate when people just fucking set me off by touching me, or staring at me. honestly, I am not that fucking freaky looking, really. Especially in my work uniform. Get over it. I have real eyebrows now, (aside my ears) I only wear 2 tiny ass nose studs, and 1 tiny ass labret piercing. IS THAT REAL FUCKING FREAKY OR WHAT? Just because I have facial jewelery and a couple tattoos, does that mean I want to be your friend or talk to you? Does it mean I am soooo fucking bizarre?! I guess so!
Well, bedtime for bonzo.
Off to have nightmares about all my money being spent and creepy molesters and probably dreaming of fucking working, man i hate that
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You wanna do it on the 8th? I'd do it the 6th but I dont get there til that night and I'm going to be all gross and greasy from being inairports all day.
I cant seem to think of a good idea!! But...hmm...e could kind of go along with the SnM thing...I have a collar (it's just a regular black velvet collar with rhinestones, but it has an attachment suitable for a leash), you want to do something involving that? We could just dres really hot in our skank wear, haha, and use the collar and a chain leashor something (providing if you have one or someone knows where we can find one) and then get naked and do it....complete with a leash and collar.
Ah, hell, who am I kidding. I'm just looking for an excuse to get naked with you.
Don't feel too bad, I hate people too, and I don't like to be touched, at least not by people I don't know. Hopefully you don't mind if strangers talk to you online.
They always have to inject me at least five times, and it still doesn't do any good! Usually I just sit through it.
Anyway, take care.