so, let's see...
i just started work at a coffee shop and tonight i got to work from 1 to 8 with a rather slow human being. one of the coffee houses near this coffee shop closed because they were lacking in employees. guess what happens? all of the customers from that coffee house come to this coffee house so the nights that are usually slow became super busy. about four people left because bob(let's call my coworker bob) kept forgetting about them. many angry people repeatedly to me how to do job, i got into an arguments with a man on the ethics of making dark roast coffee, a woman gave me a 100 dollar bill which led to some heated $95 change exchanging(i kept giving her the wrong amount of change or at least she claims),accidently insulted an asian woman with a very strong accent and etc... etc... bob said he was going to taco bell for his break and would be back in 15 min. he came back in about an hour. also, the guy showed up 30 min. late for work.
the supervisors(they're my age) i was supposed to be calling for help didn't answer my calls because i forgot that for some strange reason, my number comes up as private number.
here's the cherry on the sundae: after work i was outside waiting for my ride and there was a bunch reallllly "cool" teenage boys outside laughing and smoking. one of the boys scrutinizes my face and says "You look familiar...You're my neighbor aren't you? Oh, you work here? You don't? Oh, you do, cool." he then turned around and ignored me.
i used to go over to this kid's house everyday and he was never totally nice to me or my little sister. my little sister would often come home crying home from his house because he had been cruel to her. he sometimes told me to leave for no reason. we were great friends, though, and he was really nice when he wasn't being a jerk. he was into directing and movies so, we would make these little fake movies with him. they were lots of fun to make...when he wasn't being a jerk....now... i just i look familiar? i'm just that neighbor on his street, now? he made me feel like an ant. a miniscule piece of nothing.
everybody who i used to hang out with on my street has changed...most not for the better. plus, i feel like i'm one of the last honest and kind people of my age.
sigh, i guess i should just look on the bright side of life...*hums always look on the bright side of life*
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