hmm.
So Thursday a girl wanted to buy cigarettes on Thursday and I carded her. When she gave me an invalid id (i.e. it was an out of state identifaction card and it was torn in half) I refused the sale and she threw a different identification card at me. I asked if she'd apologize for the act and she refused and I threw her out. This was the highlight of my day. It was the point where I went from Dante to Randal in a single swoop. Mind you I don't roll over at everyone who's rude at me, but I let most things slide because I deal with people who are nigh-retarded.
After an 8 hour shift I take the bus home. I share a car with my betterhalf, and since she had to work from 8am until 10pm, it was more feasible to drop me off at work at 7 and take the bus home. However walking home from the busstop I was accosted by rain and I felt like such a pathetic loser. So what do I do? I walk to the nearby target (less than a block from my home) and I pick up a semi-cheap bottle of wine and I get so ripped that I feel I've probably embarassed myself on many levels.
Then I fought with my betterhalf, and slept on the couch under my own volition (sic). When I woke up i realized what's been depressing me and I crawled into bed and stayed far away as to not allow my depression to seep through to her via some sort of depression osmosis.
I need to pick myself up.
So Thursday a girl wanted to buy cigarettes on Thursday and I carded her. When she gave me an invalid id (i.e. it was an out of state identifaction card and it was torn in half) I refused the sale and she threw a different identification card at me. I asked if she'd apologize for the act and she refused and I threw her out. This was the highlight of my day. It was the point where I went from Dante to Randal in a single swoop. Mind you I don't roll over at everyone who's rude at me, but I let most things slide because I deal with people who are nigh-retarded.
After an 8 hour shift I take the bus home. I share a car with my betterhalf, and since she had to work from 8am until 10pm, it was more feasible to drop me off at work at 7 and take the bus home. However walking home from the busstop I was accosted by rain and I felt like such a pathetic loser. So what do I do? I walk to the nearby target (less than a block from my home) and I pick up a semi-cheap bottle of wine and I get so ripped that I feel I've probably embarassed myself on many levels.
Then I fought with my betterhalf, and slept on the couch under my own volition (sic). When I woke up i realized what's been depressing me and I crawled into bed and stayed far away as to not allow my depression to seep through to her via some sort of depression osmosis.
I need to pick myself up.