"I heared that gov'ment report that workin's bad fer yer health." 2002-10-02 - 10:47 p.m.
Here I am sitting here headbanging to "Bohemian Rhapsody" again. I am still the unfortunate possessor of a beautiful key lime pie. I don't know what else to do. My away message clearly states that I have a free pie for someone who will just simply pick it up. It's as simple as that. Silly people. I should just move to Argentina. Or something. They need pies there. So they don't cry.
Yeah. Anyway, they at least had the decency to ditch the computer stuff for me tonight. I told the friendly manager girl that I was a "little discouraged" and she had to go and be all perky and understanding about everything. :-P But that doesn't mean I don't want to quit still! Going and begging the grocery store to hire me back looks better and better everyday.
I despise working. That's all I have to say. See, school- that's what I'm good at. Masters in music, doctorate in music, law degree, medical degree, doctorate in basket weaving... I should just go to school forever. I can be one of those little old ladies you read about in the paper that just graduated college. That'll be me, but at that point I'll be getting my doctorate in world religions. Yes. Every religion. I'll know everything about every religion. Hey, think of all the days off for every imaginable religious holiday. ;) I should so shut up. Two more years, and the real world hits. I should just accept that. Until then I'll continue to complain. :)