dear people at work missed me tonight diary,
isn't that cute. i got messages and calls all night from people at work telling me what was happening and who was talking about me not showing up tonight. it ain't even my regular night to work- so why anyone even thought i would show up is beyond my comprehension- prolly cuz i've been there like the last five friday's. i don't much care for maryanne tho- since she played that little game with that money on me while back- that ticked me off. i came in and gave her a hundred at the window and i told her when i earned enough- i wanted to come get that one back from her cuz it was special- i told her why- cuz it had a 'D' and a '464664469' in the serial number on the fucking note. she agreed- laughed- cuz i told her i'd had that hundred for a spell- i wanted to keep it- but- you know how it is- i spent the bitch. well- bout an hour later i got a big tip from a customer- and went back up and ask maryanne to buy it back. do you know what that bitch said to me? "we don't sell them hundred dollar bills back," she says to me all snappy. and i was like, "OH NO YOU JUST DIDN'T," and she says, "nope- that's how it's always been." so rather than stand there and ARGUE with the red haired bitch- i just looked at her square in the eyeballs and i said, "well marryanne, i just wont BRING you anymore HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS," and walked off. i can NOT stand people like that. i let my friend Karma handle them for me. it always works out better in the end.
isn't that cute. i got messages and calls all night from people at work telling me what was happening and who was talking about me not showing up tonight. it ain't even my regular night to work- so why anyone even thought i would show up is beyond my comprehension- prolly cuz i've been there like the last five friday's. i don't much care for maryanne tho- since she played that little game with that money on me while back- that ticked me off. i came in and gave her a hundred at the window and i told her when i earned enough- i wanted to come get that one back from her cuz it was special- i told her why- cuz it had a 'D' and a '464664469' in the serial number on the fucking note. she agreed- laughed- cuz i told her i'd had that hundred for a spell- i wanted to keep it- but- you know how it is- i spent the bitch. well- bout an hour later i got a big tip from a customer- and went back up and ask maryanne to buy it back. do you know what that bitch said to me? "we don't sell them hundred dollar bills back," she says to me all snappy. and i was like, "OH NO YOU JUST DIDN'T," and she says, "nope- that's how it's always been." so rather than stand there and ARGUE with the red haired bitch- i just looked at her square in the eyeballs and i said, "well marryanne, i just wont BRING you anymore HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS," and walked off. i can NOT stand people like that. i let my friend Karma handle them for me. it always works out better in the end.
