i wasnt gunna write again, but fuck it, today ruled!
i went to work and found out that they have all these cashiers in training, meaning that they do all the work! so i got kicked outta the checkstands, and my "job" was to make sure that all the red baskets were equally distributed throughout the store...
the 5 mins after being told that, me and this other guy peter, whose job i dont really know, walked around the store with me...
serious babeage today, boys. actually, it was kinda funny... alyssa coward from high school comes in.. wearing this mid-riff shirt that ties in the back... this chic is hot!.. so peter and i kinda follow her around... we grab these "caution wet floor" signs and oh.. damn.. look at that.. shes right where theyre supposed to go! so we kinda run up there and peter puts his away.. i think she kinda felt that we were all up in her face.. really funny.. we got caught... i wonder if she even recognized me.... hmm...
prolly not without the hat and all.... but anyway, i never knew! we walk around, and its like every guy in the fucking store is talking about her.. saying.. "did you see that one chic?...." i was like... yeah.. she graduated with me... they were like... well how old is she.. me: i think 19 or 20... theyre like.. damn.. she needs to work at the vu and shake them bitties or something...
yeah.. this whole fucking perverted world in freddys that i was never aware of... where have i been!!!?
i mean jesus, me, peter, the produce guy, the food guy, the health and beauty aids guy.. the whole fucking store's in on this shit.. crazyiness... so basically, peter gives me some pointers... find a clipboard, and walk around with that for a bit.. that'll give you a good hour or so before anyone figures out what youre doing.... so i try that.. worked pretty damn well, i must say.. then glen, this asian friend of mine, shows up, and we push a few carts... then we go to home electronics where i run into drew... coutures little bro.. sez that he finally went over there.. and all these "babes" that chris has been bragging about for so long...
actually turned out to be "heffers".... that is SO chris.. gotta love the guy... so yeah.. also met Fatty McFatt there with her roomates, sans nan (keiths sis) and i talked to the roomates for a bit.. theyre cool. they were trying to give air shit about up and leaving so soon.. but i put them in their place.. i told them whats actually up...
so then they finally catch me and put me in the express lane.. with an hour and fifteen minutes left in my shift.. .damn. almost made it.. but it wasnt so bad... not very many people..
so then they decide to make me fill up all the registers with the register tape.. again, that takes like a minute.. then i wander around the store until my remaining time is up. all in all, a good day at work... when i grow up, i want to be just like peter...
i saw him driving away from the store today, in his hooptie ride... has this chunky dood in shotgun with 420 on this arm... funny shit.. that was a fatty 420 on a fatty arm...
neways.. yeah.. my bad. i talk about not worrying, then i whine about ashleigh or whatever.. actually nah.. all i sed was that it sux that she hates me.. theres no worrying there... just plain sadness. worrying will just make me throw up more....
although i did talk to maegan on AIM for a sec... i think she thought i was trying to milk info out of her or something... it sux when it gets to the point that any kind of interaction is perceived as annoying... i probably brought it on myself though...
shit.