A-dolt-ing

Well, this is peachy.  This morning I woke up twenty minutes after I was supposed to leave for work.  I didn’t get a shower and I feel gross.  I was forty minutes late at a time that is really not good for me to be late—when Napoleon is always calling or popping in to check up on me.  I yelled at my mom (whose only fault was in not waking me up—and that doesn’t even count as a fault; I’m just a bitch) and now I feel extremely bitchy.  I hope nobody walks in here today, at least not for a while.  9:45…I still have six hours and fifteen minutes before I get to leave. Fantastic.  Have I mentioned that I hate working weekends?  What the hell would they do if I was sick?  They’d have to hire somebody then.  What if I fucking died?  What the hell would they do??  “Nobody is indispensable,” Napoleon says.  Well, what am I, if they don’t have a replacement for me?

Yeah, I know.  I really suck at this whole “real world”/adult thing.

Okay, I’m in a little bit of a better spirit now.  I’ve cooled off some.  So I got my schedule yesterday.  I was worried I was going to have to take five classes to make up for the geography class I failed, but after some reading I found I am well on my way to getting my AA on time.  I checked all of my professors at RateMyProfessors.com before selecting anything, so I know they all have good reputations.

Oh, here’s something—Milo hung out with Kara, Jenna, and their crowd yesterday.  He was just naming the people who were there, and then he said, “And then Kara’s boyfriend came in,” and I had to act reserved, as though this wasn’t terrific news. So he went on and on and on about Kara’s boyfriend—“Kara is turning 19, but Chad is 24, and some 24-year-olds look like they’re close to our age, but this guy looks about 30.  He kind of reminded me of Craig”, which is a bit unsettling, because Craig had just popped into my head, too, “and he comes in, and he’s this short…stocky…24-year-old who looks like a 30-year-old…and I mean…I’ve seen Kara hit on hotter guys…she could have any guy she wanted…so…why this guy??”  I’m thinking, “STOP TALKING ABOUT FREAKING KARA ALREADY!!!” but there was no call to be upset at this point.  He didn’t say, “Kara’s date”…he said, “Kara’s boyfriend”.  Nifty.

…I feel evil.  And gross.  I want a shower.

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Author: GinnyJones

I was born on 3/5/97 in this horrible small town in southern Virginia. Now I live in Jacksonville, Florida and I am here to tell you about my life--my friends, my family, love, school, work, extra-curriculars--minus specifics, of course. What I Do: I'm in school full-time getting my AA. I used to work part-time as the secretary for a small property management business; now I work in a university cafeteria, which is a major improvement! It's harder work, but the people make up for it. Things I Like: Harrison Ford, Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Emmy Rossum, Shameless (US), Being Human (UK & US), The Walking Dead, Once Upon A Time, Superman, comic conventions, cosplay...I could go on. But I won't. Cast of Characters: - Mom and Dad: my parents - Sister/Psychobrat: my younger sister - Brother: my even younger brother - Cortney and Nicole: my best friends - Milo: the guy I love - Tinny: my work friend - Kristen: friend from school - Katie: friend from school - Jenna and Kara: sister friends - The Ex: Milo's evil ex

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