observations from the fifth wheel

lmao omg what a night! kk it started out awesomely kewl but yeah, then i was transmogrified into the fifth (and unfortunately so NOT blind deaf OR dumb) wheel. yeah.

started out as "hey, i got paid and i actually have some money! let's go out for dinner at our favourite mexican restaurant!" it was SPOSED to be family but then for some reason nuck didnt want to go. so it became akiko and me. which is like okay, but nah. so then akiko decides since since its just us, she wants to invite a friend along.

a friend.

we've heard THIS B4

so friend gets invited.

at which point i take excedrin cos i ain't stupid

oh yeah this will be phun *SNORT*

friend brings along friend ... who is a nonstop babbler.

akiko grabs my strawberry margarita so, well, okay i'll just sit here and drink cafe, pretend to be invisible.

akiko is sitting next to me, friend is sitting opposite me, and friend's friend is sitting next to friend.

the tequila in the margarita kicks in and suddenly akiko is babbling just as fast as friend's friend, who, incidentally, was blantantly groping friend while she babbled on at akiko about how gay friend is.

they dont make enough cafe and excedrin for evenings like this.

Rude ppl

something happened last night when i went to walmart to pick up a half gallon of milk. a simple container of milk, and what should have been a simple transaction at the cash register ... i dont think i'll voluntarily shop at that store anymore.

i still support akiko, who is still a minor. did i mention that? is that anyone's business?

apparently cashier michelle thought so.

akiko used her employee discount card when i purchased the milk, and the cashier told me that i am not supposed to use her discount card for my purchases unless she is still a minor living at home, etc etc etc.

what SHOULD have been a simple three minute transaction at most, took much longer. and it left me mortally offended.

not just with the cashier, who akiko tells me, is a very good cashier. not just with akiko, who told me that if i'm so offended i should speak with management because it won't mean anything coming from her.

i'm truly mortally offended that ANYONE would think i'd go out of my way to steal what amounted to less than a quarter from anyone.

because that's what it boils down to. an accusation of stealing.

i am one of those ppl who go back to a store and pay for an item if the cashier did not charge me enough for it. i am one of those ppl who turn in the money when someone or even a vending machine gives me too much change. i work long and hard for my money, and when i shop i don't need that kind of grief.

and the stupidest thing about it?

i'm lactose intolerant. i was buying the milk for the family, not me.

whodathunkit

i'm so NOT a nice person. i have fleeting moments of being nice to someone, but trust me ... they're mere abberations. so why i would have gone out of my way to be nice today is just totally beyond me.
seriously. its just been a hell of a week here. we're short-handed. everyone's tired. everyone's been bitchy. okay, even bitchier than normal. and just to put the icing on the proverbial cake, i've had a migraine all freakin week long, and can't stay home. well, okay, i probably could, but it would be rotten to do that since i know we're really short handed.

so today, i walk into my old area at the end of the day and ... well ... dayum. it was a total disaster. and the boss was in there raising holy hell about what a gawdawful mess it was.
now the person that was in charge of that area happens to be someone that totally bugs the crap out of me. complains about my work. complains that i have favourites. complains that i don't like her. (oh REALLY lmao)
so when i started to clean up her giant mess without saying anything, she came marching over and yelled "FINE! I KNOW IT'S BAD AND IT LOOKS LIKE HELL AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, GLOATING????"
at that point i probably should have walked out, but i didnt say anything, just kept cleaning up. cos u know what? i wasn't doing it to be nice. i wasn't doing it to help her out. i wasn't doing it because the boss said i had to. i was doing it because i know damn well that i have to come to work tomorrow morning and i'll be damned if i'm going to come to work and confront her godawful mess for the fourth day in a row.

so of course, since in her point of view someone else got stuck with cleaning up her mess, she was free to go home.
of course.

talked to the boss afterward, and said i really wanted to work in there starting first thing tomorrow because i don't care why its like that, but it needs to get cleaned up. boss agreed.
i'm sure she'll take it as proof that the boss likes her better. who cares. it must totally suxxor being her age.