Killing Time

[Guest Black Tiger]

I have the day off from work and a combonation of being lazy, friends at work, and generaly having nothing to do, have me sitting here yapping to kill some time.

 

My boss at work decided to make up for the ungodly ELEVEN HOUR shift I worked last week (8:30 am - 7:30 pm) by giving me Friday, Saturday, and Sunday off. Of course after I returned from the mall where I had to buy some clothes (and WWF Forceable Entry and ECW Anarchy Rulz '99) There was a message on my machine asking me to come in anyways. Then I wake up at 8:30 am this morning to another message asking me to come in. If I'd gone in I wouldn't be bored but these are my days off so I say FUCK YOU! I have two excuses for when I go in tomorrow to check my schedual for next week.

 

1. I was visting my father out of town, (Which I really do need to do pretty soon)

 

2. My mom's car died and she's using mine to get back and fourth (which is true, her transmission is screwed, the labor guide to fixing it has it listed as 11 hours of labor.

 

If I wasn't so pissed off and hating work I would have gone in last night. One lady I work with called and said she needed to go home because her husband and baby were sick. EVERY TIME she needs me to cover her shift, or stay late, or whatever she always says that and its to point that I don't believe her anymore. She is a very nice person and all but come on, no way a baby gets sick that fucking often. Plus the kicker is that there is usualy only one person to close at night, but there were TWO last night. This other person is a total bitch who can't work to save her life and leaves the MOMENT its time instead of finishing her job.

 

Thursday really sucked ass too. I have three pairs of pants I like to wear a lot, within 24 hours one pair had a broken zipper, another one got so torn I had to use them for work, and my all time favorites got a BIG ASS hole in the back leg, so I was off to the mall to buy some more pants on Friday. I wound up buying from the store I loathe the most OLD NAVY. But they were only about 20.00 each so it wasn't too painful. I grabbed some chow and was waited on by the biggest ditz I've ever met. She sat there staring while I took my order and then almost fucked it up.

 

After surviving that I went to the arcade to blow five bucks and kicked some serious ass on WING HUNTER CHAMPIONSHIP, its a bird hunting game like duckhunt with a rifle and more birds to shoot. Then I saw this Adams Family game that these guys said was too hard, listen to this shit: You hold these two bars which vibrate to simulate electricity. The longer you hold on the harder it vibrates and too win you have to light up Uncle Fester's light bulb. I gave it a shot and on the first try, on highest power level I lit the damn bulb. What a joke.

 

I generaly hate malls, when walking though a mall last night I remembered why: I was stil hunting for pants whe I noticed two girls I know from work. For whatever reason I hate seeing people I know in a mall. Its like it gives them a reason to go start yapping at you, I don't know if they saw me or not, but I saw them and turned right around and went the other way. I also happened to see this really hot chick in the mall while I was in the aracade, if she didn't look about sixteen and wasn't spending quality time with her father/uncle/bald guy then I would have made every attempt to pick her up.

 

That's all from me for now, except that if you go to the bakery in the Cicero, Ny Price Chopper don't ask me to write on your fucking cake because I don't know how to fucking write on cakes.