Because some PRICK of a bus driver, who was a few minutes early to begin with, didn't want to lose ten seconds on his run to open the door and let me on the bus (for the love of Nayru, I was knocking on it!), I was an HOUR late to work today.
( Fuck you, MTA. Fuck you hard (wow, this turned out longer than I thought it would). )Counting went well. During my break, some random girl showed up in our stock room. She didn't introduce herself. She didn't even make her presence known (I discovered her when I looked up from my taco). She just stood there. Apparently, she was from the Times Square store, here to help with inventory. Apparently, neither she nor Karen had any manners at all. We cold-shouldered her on purpose. Those Times Square girls are mean, and they DON'T FOLLOW DRESS CODE, WTF.
( That's gonna leave a mark. )( Aside. )( Back to the original cut I interrupted with my side rant about dentistry. Almost done, don't worry! )And so I've been home since seven, catching up on my adventures and "social" life through a spotty internet connection. I'm tired, and writing up this entry was enought to do me double. XD
P.S. OMFG OLUA YAY.
