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A day late and 85 dollars short.
Written on 2001-07-14, at 1:32 p.m.
Yawn...I love sleeping late...

Yesterday was crap food day...I swear, I can't believe I even question my body when I get sick, seeing as how I give it nothing to work with. Yesterdays meal(s) were...

1 Aspirin (To combat the effects of Thursday night)

1 Can Coca-Cola (I didn't win tickets to be in Christina's new video.)

1 Bottle Apple Juice

1 Peanut Butter Cookie from Selmas

8 Chicken Nuggets from Chick-Fil-A (But they were eaten REALLY fast, so I think I lose health points)

1 Asiago Cheese Bagel from Panera (I embarrassed myself and pronounced it "Asagio". So what if I can't read?)

1 Large bag popcorn (Eaten as I saw "Legally Blonde" eh...it let me down a little...the movie, not the popcorn...)

1 bottle Cabernet Sauvignon. Which I shared. With one other person. *looking innocent*.

4 Rolos

0 Cigarettes!!!!

And that's it. I wonder if my body now is storing anything that has at least a minimal health value, as it knows that things of that nature are few and far between.

_____________________________________________________

These women stayed in the store last night until 9:34pm (we close at 9). They were these inane little sorority gals who would not leave.

Now...

I'm all against violence, unless it's very, VERY justified...

And by justified, of course I mean Battlebots.

But I was about to hold these two down, and pistol whip them with the pricing gun. They could NOT take a hint.

We turned the music off.

Shopping.

All the associates stood at the cash wrap watching them.

Shopping.

We shut and LOCKED the doors.

Shopping.

One of the other associates became pregnant, grew, and birthed a child.

Shopping.

I mean, these girls were like syphillis. You couldn't get rid of them.

So....FINALLY they buy their stuff. They were acting all cute-sie with "Ohh..see it was worth the wait, you're getting an 85 dollar sale!".

We made over seven thousand dollars yesterday.

WE DON'T NEED YOUR MONEY YOU RETARDED MONKEY STAIN!!!!

Is what I wanted to say, but instead it came out as...

"WE DON'T NEED YOUR MONEY YOU RETARDED MONKEY STAIN!!!!"

No no...that wasn't it..all that came out was...

"Thanks, have a good night."

Again, there's that thing I have about thanking people in wrong situations.

Speaking of work, I'm due there in an hour, and then it's a very big night at the club this evening, so I'm sure I'll have interesting stories for you all. And if I don't...

I'll make some shit up.

Be well...

-JOHN-


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