fuck, today was the kind of day that has you feeling like you are in a coma by the time it ends...i don't remember when i've been so grateful and releived to be just sitting here @ my computer.
here's how the day went: wake up, running late, ran out of pomade for my hair, leave the house w/ makeup 1/2 finished. went to lunch w/ my mom & was (littterally) 2 inches away from being taken out by some cunt in a rav4 on a automotive rampage. got paid, & went to get gas before getting on the freeway, but when i reach into my purse i discover a 20$ has dissapeared w/out any possible explanation. so i'm short ags & cigarrette money fro the next few days. get on freeway & drive to interview in irvine (in my opinion, the most evil city in SO CA.) luckily, i am ahead of schedule, so when i get a bit turned around trying to follow the dumb bitch receptionists directions, i have time to drive around & find the place. driving through the parking lots of surrounding buisnesses, i'm looking @ addresses for the building # i need, & as i come around a corner ( @ the speed of some one who's lost, mind you. like 2 fucking mi. an hr.) some 100 yr. old, 1/2 dead looking bitch backs up & slams into my passenger side door. thank god the big fat dent in my door popped back out once she removed her car from mine. no need to trade info, have a nice day bitch, i drive away. get to interview & only have to look once to realize i have been misled about this job , & this company in general. total bullshit fucking scam operation. sit in reception area staring @m, & silently cursing the, stupid receptionist for less than 15 min. when i decided, fuck it. i got up & fucking left. i have a job, & don't need a new one enough to sit here any longer. get back in my car. suffer through rush hour traffic on the fucking 405 chain smoking the whole way home....finally i get home, dodge the room mates, shut my door, & haven't come out once since.
i should have stopped and got another pack of ciagarettes on the way home..
P.S. click on my yahoo link @ the bottom of the page if you want to see the new/updated pics i just posted.
here's how the day went: wake up, running late, ran out of pomade for my hair, leave the house w/ makeup 1/2 finished. went to lunch w/ my mom & was (littterally) 2 inches away from being taken out by some cunt in a rav4 on a automotive rampage. got paid, & went to get gas before getting on the freeway, but when i reach into my purse i discover a 20$ has dissapeared w/out any possible explanation. so i'm short ags & cigarrette money fro the next few days. get on freeway & drive to interview in irvine (in my opinion, the most evil city in SO CA.) luckily, i am ahead of schedule, so when i get a bit turned around trying to follow the dumb bitch receptionists directions, i have time to drive around & find the place. driving through the parking lots of surrounding buisnesses, i'm looking @ addresses for the building # i need, & as i come around a corner ( @ the speed of some one who's lost, mind you. like 2 fucking mi. an hr.) some 100 yr. old, 1/2 dead looking bitch backs up & slams into my passenger side door. thank god the big fat dent in my door popped back out once she removed her car from mine. no need to trade info, have a nice day bitch, i drive away. get to interview & only have to look once to realize i have been misled about this job , & this company in general. total bullshit fucking scam operation. sit in reception area staring @m, & silently cursing the, stupid receptionist for less than 15 min. when i decided, fuck it. i got up & fucking left. i have a job, & don't need a new one enough to sit here any longer. get back in my car. suffer through rush hour traffic on the fucking 405 chain smoking the whole way home....finally i get home, dodge the room mates, shut my door, & haven't come out once since.
i should have stopped and got another pack of ciagarettes on the way home..
P.S. click on my yahoo link @ the bottom of the page if you want to see the new/updated pics i just posted.
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Your day sounded so incredibly shitty, I'm not even going to post a comment! Desperately, needs to be forgotten! I hope your weekend turns out better!
[Edited on Mar 12, 2003]