Don’t Get Too Wet

Too Late! is what i should have said… this guy gets me all riled up every damn time… Mr. Fuck Me Eyes again… again!… this time i’ve topped myself on the word vomit meter… He comes in and me and my worker are cracking up… he asked us why we are always laughing when he comes in here.. and instead of making something up i proceed to tell him that as he was walking in she let me know my favorite guy was coming in… i rushed over to her and asked her if there was anything in my teeth… she made fun of me and then went to the mirror and checked her teeth too… haha… as if that wasn’t enough he starts pulling the stuff out of the bag and naming every article of clothing… pants pants pants sweater shirt pants… it went on to the stuff on the counter… back and forth at this point… calculator wallet printer… we seriously have a short bus special thing going on here… he tells me that i’m never here anymore which i think is funny since at least 55 hours a week is never here… so we go over my schedule and when it’s acceptable for him to come back in ( =) )…   i comment that his uniform is all wet… what i really want to say is why don’t you get out of those wet clothes… i try to walk away absolutely ruined for the day and he throws out the don’t get too wet comment… i’m pretty sure there is no such thing with that guy… i’d love to make out with him in the pouring rain… he’s prolly just wearing those uniform pants and no shirt… or maybe just the boots… but who would remove their boots and their pants and put their boots back on??? no one right? but it’s my fantasy and if i want him in just boots i can have it right?? boots and the gun on the thigh thing is still turning me on… also after all the teeth talk i checked his out… guess how perfect and white they are? guess?? ughhhhh…

anywho… i’ve got two pictures and a story…

Repeat offender… plus… i’m torn between master of douche baggary or complete tool bag. bag of something… anyways… yesterday a woman comes in with some coats… my worker is up front writing her ticket. she asks the prices and doesn’t seem too concerned… her husband walks in and he’s like HOW MUCH FOR THE COATS??  she gives him the prices… he makes this big deal about how expensive 8 dollars for each coat is and tells his wife that she cannot get them cleaned… the wife is like off the charts embarrassed at this point. she moves over to the side and he proceeds to ask the prices of the suit and pants of his he needs cleaned… apparently 11 dollars and 20 cents is okay for those pieces. he makes her pay. then tells us how the suits are really stained and he expects all the crud to come out… he bought that suit and 4 other ones in Philadelphia for 100 dollars! 100 dollars!!! but that was back when gas was 30 cents a gallon. i can’t stand people like that… the suit was literally falling apart at the seams… and disgusting!  i guess they didn’t have lines in parking lots back when gas was 30 cents a gallon either.

i’ll be posting another blog later… and then one tomorrow too… too much stuff for one…

 

 

The Winter And Why It Sucks

Aside from the freezing cold, the rain, the snow and the limited sunlight… i’m sick… this is my second time around with something that has no cure. i’m not wasting 25$ on the doctor this time tho…i’m perfectly capable of dosing out my own sudafed and zyrtec. i’m actually writing this from my bed right now, also for the second time around. i wrote it first on my ipod app.  it obviously didn’t go well. i tried to upload a picture and instead of deleting the picture i deleted the entire post. fuck that.

To The Devils Crotch.. your name cracks me up! I’m having a hard time choosing which of these stories are behind your name choice. 1. you have red pubes. 2. you like to fuck girls on the rag. 3. you have some stds… please clarify. To answer your comment. nope, you didn’t miss anything. i’m having some troubles obtaining a scanning device to get the pictures all digitalized and junk. i’m really not wanting to take pictures of pictures…

why can’t i afford a scanner you ask? that’s easy! my latest obsession. Mac make-up. well technically it’s an obsession with the girl at the counter in the mall… she is so hot. i find myself going back there every weekend to chat her up. i make her laugh with my tales of woe from the dry cleaners as she put all sorts of crap on my eyes… then i make her feel important and good at her job when i asked her to show me how to apply it properly and blend the colors and shit. i’m gonna fuck that girl one day! hopefully before i own the entire line of eye shadows. she’s so sexy… 29, killer body and responds well to me. it might just be her salesmanship but whatever. next time i see her i’m gonna ask her what her name is… lol… it’s totally not on the receipt.

some sad news. i quit cheese. i never used to eat it a few years back cuz i’m lactose intolerant. after discovering how much of it is actually naturally lactose free i’ve been eating it all the time. i think that’s one of the reasons i’m having so much trouble toning up. so after the tragic accident of my fridge door being left open all night and me having to throw everything out i decided to use it as an opportunity to start fresh. if it’s not readily available i won’t eat it. good plan. still super sad to throw out all that deliciousness that was cabot cheese collection.

some good news!  my boobs are gonna be paid off in two weeks. that will end the 4 1/2 years of paying them off! finally! pretty good timing since i’ve picked up the car payment. also why i’m so broke the last 2 months. that will free up an extra 100$ a week. totally getting those wheels for my car before spring! yay!

took some pics from my bed to celebrate!

leave me some comment love… maybe it will make this cold go away…positive thinking and all… =)