Thursday, March 01, 2007
Just to warn you all ahead of time, this is going to be one of those "ya know what really grinds my gears" entries. I've been holding it back for far too long...it's time to let it out. lol.
Most of these rants have come from being around the stupid/interesting people that the Manchester/ Vernon area seems to dish out. It's really incredible. I've never met so many brain-dead people in my entire life. But it's not just them, it's people in general.
OKay. to start off, I'm really sick of women and their "purses". If thats what you want to call them. They've recently taken the form of airline luggage. You see women carrying these things around with them that are bigger than they are for crying out loud. They come up to my register to pay for their shit with these huge fucking bags that barely fit on the counter. Now the challenge is to shuffle through all of the excessive amounts of shit that this luggage holds and find their money. None of them are the least bit organized. They have money, credit cards, and change in like 5 different places. What happend to just having ONE wallet? After taking 20 minutes and holding up my line of people they finally are able to crumble enough bills out of their bag to pay. It absolutely stumps me as to what they could possibly need to carry around with them that they need a huge bag like that. Listen, heres all you need: Wallet, cellphone, Keys. There ya go. And guess what? those things are all pocket compatable. You don't need make-up or any of that shit. Believe me, It's not going to help you. Go put on your face elsewhere besides in public.
Another thing is when people mumble when they talk to me. That fucking annoys the SHIT out of me. I'm trying to be quick and get them rung out so they can be on their "merry" little way and they're talking to me like this. I have to ask them to repeat themselves like a million times. I mean, I know I don't have the best hearing in the world, but really don't fucking mumble when you talk to someone.
Then I get the chipmunk customers who take for fucking ever to figure out what they want like it's some huge life-changing decision. "Oh? Me? Ill have uh... uh...." Get lost fuck-wad.
But it doesn't stop there...I get the most brilliant of the brilliant every now and then. Someone came in with a free dessert coupon and she said to me "I have a coupon for a free dessert...what does that mean?" OMG....ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!??!?! Also one time We were sampling 3 tea lattes...the Green tea, Caramel tea, and Chai tea. And I asked someone if they wanted a sample, and she said to me "Which one is the green tea?" AHHHH!!!!! I couldn't hold back with that one, I said "Uh..the green one". I swear, How these people are driving and living, a breathing is beyond my capability of thinking. I have to bite my tounge when I talk to these people. I just don't get it.
I could go on and on with this, but Ill spare you all...at least I got some of it off my chest though.
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Been kind of a rough past couple days. I'm pretty sure my mind has left me. And now I have all of this added stress because we're moving soon. News on that front is, I haven't found an apartment, and I honestly don't expect to. So, it looks like I'll be moving in with Denise. I went and checked out the room I'd be living in and it's not half as bad as I anticipated. I mean, Yes, It's the laundry room, but its not much smaller than my room now. And the best part is, I'd have my own hatchway door so I don't even have to go in and out the front if I don't want to. The only thing that sucks is that people would be in and out of there to do laundry...but my dad said he'd tell everyone to only do laundry when I'm not home. However, I have a feeling I'm going to have to invest in a locking cabinet or something to that affect....I can just see Derek rifiling through my shit...and everyone for that matter. So yeah, all my stuff like my journal, money, and other valubles will be locked away. All I need is someone to get a hold on my journal....they'd probably throw me in the looney bin if they ever read it.
I finally got to see James last night...it was really good to see him again. He stopped over and we just talked and caught up on stuff in eachothers lives. Was really awesome...I just hope that it's not another century before I get to see him again.
So, long story short, my dad and I got into a kind of a big argument today because I act like a bitch sometimes and He's yelling at me and the thinks I'm depressed and all that nonsence. So, He sees my book called "Please Understand Me" (Which is a book about personality types) and I guess he thought it was some kind of cry for help....Ugh. All he had to do was read the rest of the title, (which is character and temperament types) but, nope. It's probably already around the family that I'm like all depressed and shit. *sigh*. Oh well. Thats what it's like when your life is one giant "Hello!" magazine......
Well anywhoo....thats all for now. I have a huge headache...time for bed.
posted by Lauren 3/01/2007 11:06:00 PM
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