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| Wheeeeeee.Double dates are a bit awkward when everyone in the car but you knows the lyrics to the MCR song playing.
(It was all still extremely fun, though.)
Carrabba's is still delicious, and I am still poor. I got a check, but then spent a huge chunk of it this evening. I really ought to utilize my budgeting skills.
(Budgeting? What's budgeting?)
Tomorrow, I'll be hitting up Rivertown with Mitchell and Dylan. Maybe I'll lift a bunch of shit.
I AM NOT GOING TO STEAL ANYTHING FROM THE MALL TOMORROW. STEALING IS
IMMORAL AND WRONG. I COULD GET INTO A GREAT DEAL OF TROUBLE IF I WERE
CAUGHT. ALSO I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND.
(Hi, Alanna!)
-MB
mary...mary! no thieving. nooo...no thieving, dammit! i'm watching you. | | |
| A letter to the management.Dear Assholes To Whom It May Concern:
I am writing this to inform you of why the closing run by Robin and I on the night of June 28th, 2007 was less than average in quality. First and foremost, I came into work feeling sick as a god damn dog a bit under the weather. I can only hope that this subsides by tomorrow, because if I miss seeing my girlfriend but still had to work, I will be extremely pissed for reasons I prefer not to disclose.
Secondly, your hellbitch demon spawn hideous marriage betwixt a sadist and a psychopath assistant manager Misty left us a long list of chores to do in addition to the ones that we normally struggle with during closings. Combine this with the fact that we were given random rushes at sporadic times, plus random stragglers here and there like that hambeast duo that came in when we were 15 minutes from close and had everything put away but still insisted on four footlong subs what the hell man what the hell meant that we were rushing to finish even before our closing time. I also managed to sustain an injury while washing dishes, because I apparently can't wash dishes for shit the edge of a metal container was surprisingly sharp.
In addition to these two factors, both Robin and I were completely apathetic about closing, so apathetic that Robin had a visitor for an hour and spent most of her time on Myspace, and I goofed off with Julianne very, very tired from the strenuous work of running a sandwich shop all by ourselves. I apologize hahaha oh that's a good one oh, wait, I actually have to apologize I earnestly apologize.
Go Fuck Yourselves
Eager to work again!
HAHAHAHA OH GOD THAT WAS TOO GOOD
Sincerely,
Mary Brandt
-MB
dear strikethru option: i like you. do you like me?
[ ]yes
[ ]no
[ ]maybe
give this note to italicize option when done.
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| Best. Shift. EVER.Today, I went to work.
This was not any ordinary shift, mind
you. I was there with Ash and Julianne...for an hour. At 4 PM, Julianne
left...and Ash and I had to ru(i)n the whole shop by ourselves.
Oh good GOD, did that turn out fun.
Soap
sud fights that culminated in Ash serving customers with soap in her
hair (unknowingly), hilarious anecdotes, random calls and text messages
to girlfriends, scaring off customers, singing, hiding behind the
counter, leaping over the cash counter numerous times, and a couple of
people who walked right through the back door because the front parking lot sign said "Use Rear Entrance".
Those two people looked crazy and homeless, and nearly gave Ash a heart attack. She actually cried after
the second one. Took quite a bit of consoling. Ironically, the second
person came in while we were talking about how scary the first one was.
He just appeared behind us while we were doing dishes; huge guy,
goatee, baseball cap pulled over his eyes. I think I threw a sponge at
him in fear. Ash just refused to stop screaming. I just kept laughing
after he left.
Eight hours of total mayhem and random references to Clerks. How sweet it is to work at Subway.
-MB
ash...ash! it's okay! i promise you, he wasn't a rapist. okay? okay?? here...have a napkin. | | |
|  | Currently Watching
Moon Child
By Hideto Takarai, Gackt Camui, Lee-Hom Wang, Taro Yamamoto, Susumu Terajima
see related |
JAFAX 12.There is only one place on earth where you can simultaneously find both
the hottest and ugliest people on the face of the planet. That...is an
anime convention.
If you were completely unable to deduct
anything from this, I went to JAFAX with Mitchell today. Saw many
booths, ate much Pocky, and ran into Stick numerous times. Left with a
DVD of Moon Child, a tofu hat, a myriad of buttons and pins, a Death
Note lighter, a couple rings, a Nintendo keychain, and some lil' cell
phone dangly thingies.
Wewt.
We didn't watch
anything; either we'd already seen it, we didn't want to watch it, or
(in Mitchell's case) we didn't have the photo ID necessary to enter.
Aww, and we were so ready for gratuitous sex and violence. I was gonna have the violence covered, and Mitchell was going to be all over the sex.
...That didn't come out quite right.
Went
home, found out that my mother has finalized her decision to sell the
house, we're moving, pack up your shit so we can showcase the house,
etc. etc.
And now I'm going to go make a bowl of generic-brand
Cocoa Puffs while I wait for Mitchell to pick up the copy of Moon
Child. The boy is insistent upon ripping the DVD.
Goin' again tomorrow with my cousin. Maybe. I think.
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| Dear Today: You were wonderful. Please do not go away. -MBSomeone call VH1, because I just officially had the best week ever and it's only Tuesday.
Mmmmmmm.
You don't get to know any more. Or do you? I don't know.
-MB
have you ever wanted to have your first kiss fifty times? whoa. shit. said too much. | | |
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