What kind of life is standing behind a register for twenty three hours a week?
It's practically the only life I know.
Well, except for selling dildos and love jelly.
Is it the life I want to live?
Nah, not really.
The life I want Is
build my own business
get some kind of degree, just because
to retire early, with at least $100k to fall back on
to use $50k for traveling expenses
and not be a grumpy old woman
So the life behind the register will be the life I have until I achieve what I want.
Sunday, August 9, 2015
Saturday, August 8, 2015
post tax free weekend work shift
Well shit. Today was quite interesting. I'm amazed at how well I took it. I have been trained to deal with some shit heads in some of the shittiest places, that it made today seem chill.
Except for these two old twats. I hated these women.
Today I realized that old people can really be assholes, because they know nobody will punch them in their face. OHMYGOD.
So here's the story of the old women:
It was 10:45 pm, and we closed at 11 pm. I was working POS and I greeted these two older ladies. A coworker of mine sneaked up next to me and told me that she would help me bag. I was like "hell yeah, thanks man!" And then I realized why she came to help. This woman had so much stuff. SOMUCHSTUFF. And she had her friend with her...who also had a bunch of stuff. So there was a lot of stuff just piled up on my counter. I was like "okay cool, I can handle this...it's not too bad." She was bad. The lady was a cranky old twat. And I disliked her. She was bossy and I wanted to tell her to stop being a twat, and to stop bossing her sweet little fragile friend around. These two ladies were up way passed their bed time. The best part is that they left their shopping carts out in the parking lot.
I wonder what someone did to piss her off today. Either that or she's playing the "I'm old, dont fuck with me" attitude.
Although she pissed me off, I still couldn't help but enjoy their shitty company.
If I could rate today from being 1-5 of a shitty level, I'd give it a 2 (not very shitty at all).
But I'm pretty sure tomorrow's gonna suck.
Except for these two old twats. I hated these women.
Today I realized that old people can really be assholes, because they know nobody will punch them in their face. OHMYGOD.
So here's the story of the old women:
It was 10:45 pm, and we closed at 11 pm. I was working POS and I greeted these two older ladies. A coworker of mine sneaked up next to me and told me that she would help me bag. I was like "hell yeah, thanks man!" And then I realized why she came to help. This woman had so much stuff. SOMUCHSTUFF. And she had her friend with her...who also had a bunch of stuff. So there was a lot of stuff just piled up on my counter. I was like "okay cool, I can handle this...it's not too bad." She was bad. The lady was a cranky old twat. And I disliked her. She was bossy and I wanted to tell her to stop being a twat, and to stop bossing her sweet little fragile friend around. These two ladies were up way passed their bed time. The best part is that they left their shopping carts out in the parking lot.
I wonder what someone did to piss her off today. Either that or she's playing the "I'm old, dont fuck with me" attitude.
Although she pissed me off, I still couldn't help but enjoy their shitty company.
If I could rate today from being 1-5 of a shitty level, I'd give it a 2 (not very shitty at all).
But I'm pretty sure tomorrow's gonna suck.
drunken rant 1
So it has been nearly 5 years since my last post.
In all honesty I have completely forgotten how to blog.
So I'm going to rant about whatever I want, because this is a blog, so that means I can rant about things that I want.
Things i have discovered tonight---
One- typing while under the intoxication of something is very difficult.
Two- typing in a blog is fun while intoxicated
Three- i have nothing important to say
Four- this is really just for future me to see how much has changed in the past five years.
Wellllll... I've grown a lot since five years ago. I've learned a lot of stuff since then. For someone who didn't give a rat's ass about learning in high-school, I came out pretty alright. I haven't gotten pregnant, I haven't gotten arrested, and am not in debt..s,o that's good, right? So here's a big GOOD FOR YOU, you beat the negative statistic! I don't know how..but you did!
But there is one thing that didn't get better...your sight sucks monkey balls dude. But that's okay. You'll get lasik once you have the funds. You know, just in case you go through a time when you desperately need the glasses you just had on your face, but it kind of got crushed out of nowhere. It's happened before. And it sucks...I don't suggest it. Ever.
You finally have the best set of friends. And they are amazing.
You finally have happiness
You finally have control of your emotions (for the most part)
You finally can sniff out the bullshit in other people
You finally have toughened your heart
I am finally proud of myself!
Except for my sight...which will forever suck.
I still love food. Corn, pizza, potatoes, ice cream, salad, fruit, pasta, food, cereal (that's a story coming up) etc etc
So I found out why school sucked in the morning: because of cereal. Cereal has betrayed me...for the most part. I have come to the conclusion that if I consume more than one sip of milk, during the day time, I will fall asleep. So cereal is a night time snack for me. I hate that. Milk is delicious....and it isn't fair that I fall asleep 20 minutes after I consume milk. I mean it's a nice excuse! "Milk induced coma" is kind of a great excuse to use after falling asleep.
"caution: narcolepsy caused by milk"
That's all I have for tonight.
In all honesty I have completely forgotten how to blog.
So I'm going to rant about whatever I want, because this is a blog, so that means I can rant about things that I want.
Things i have discovered tonight---
One- typing while under the intoxication of something is very difficult.
Two- typing in a blog is fun while intoxicated
Three- i have nothing important to say
Four- this is really just for future me to see how much has changed in the past five years.
Wellllll... I've grown a lot since five years ago. I've learned a lot of stuff since then. For someone who didn't give a rat's ass about learning in high-school, I came out pretty alright. I haven't gotten pregnant, I haven't gotten arrested, and am not in debt..s,o that's good, right? So here's a big GOOD FOR YOU, you beat the negative statistic! I don't know how..but you did!
But there is one thing that didn't get better...your sight sucks monkey balls dude. But that's okay. You'll get lasik once you have the funds. You know, just in case you go through a time when you desperately need the glasses you just had on your face, but it kind of got crushed out of nowhere. It's happened before. And it sucks...I don't suggest it. Ever.
You finally have the best set of friends. And they are amazing.
You finally have happiness
You finally have control of your emotions (for the most part)
You finally can sniff out the bullshit in other people
You finally have toughened your heart
I am finally proud of myself!
Except for my sight...which will forever suck.
I still love food. Corn, pizza, potatoes, ice cream, salad, fruit, pasta, food, cereal (that's a story coming up) etc etc
So I found out why school sucked in the morning: because of cereal. Cereal has betrayed me...for the most part. I have come to the conclusion that if I consume more than one sip of milk, during the day time, I will fall asleep. So cereal is a night time snack for me. I hate that. Milk is delicious....and it isn't fair that I fall asleep 20 minutes after I consume milk. I mean it's a nice excuse! "Milk induced coma" is kind of a great excuse to use after falling asleep.
"caution: narcolepsy caused by milk"
That's all I have for tonight.
Monday, January 18, 2010
☢☠☢ Purple Lust ☢☠☢
I am your reaper she cried;
Killing his soul for ultimate revenge.
The joker laughs six feet above
Watching you drown in your own blood.
Laughing as you swallow your last breathe.
The wicked shit gets you far.
Shadows threatened her by whispering their lust in her inner thought.
Cursed be your soul as you descend to hell.
Purple drips down her poison lips.
Royal and intimidating.
Her kiss of death leaving you heaving and impure .
Kill me now she begs;
For her existence is haunting his last breath.
Purple Lust
Purple Lust
Take me away.
Show me the death to your grave.
Take my soul and show me love
For I shall obey.
Purple Lust
Oh Purple Lust
Take me away.
Show me the key to your grave.
Purple Lust
Take me away.
For you shall not live another day.
Desiree Darnell ©
Killing his soul for ultimate revenge.
The joker laughs six feet above
Watching you drown in your own blood.
Laughing as you swallow your last breathe.
The wicked shit gets you far.
Shadows threatened her by whispering their lust in her inner thought.
Cursed be your soul as you descend to hell.
Purple drips down her poison lips.
Royal and intimidating.
Her kiss of death leaving you heaving and impure .
Kill me now she begs;
For her existence is haunting his last breath.
Purple Lust
Purple Lust
Take me away.
Show me the death to your grave.
Take my soul and show me love
For I shall obey.
Purple Lust
Oh Purple Lust
Take me away.
Show me the key to your grave.
Purple Lust
Take me away.
For you shall not live another day.
Desiree Darnell ©
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