..So I'll Say "I Hate You" For Tonight ♪

*Those song lyrics just seemed appropriate for a title*

Before I get to deep into this fury and forget: Candace, the random pictures I took for you are in my little photo album thingie :) even though you guys were all mean to me tonight, and you don't deserve them :p

I seem to be involved in this on going battle with my stupid car. My damn dad starts in on me about it at like 10:00.. I'm trying to finish getting ready for work, and I have him over my shoulder about every little god-damn thing. Talking to me like I'm stupid with the whole "even if you pay to fix the car.. there's no guarantee that something else won't go wrong.. but you have to pay to fix it, cuz if you try to sell it you'll be lucky to get $20 bucks for it" Yeah thanks dad.. I KNOW! I'm gonna end up spending about $1000 to fix this piece of shit.. just so I can sell it, and still be carless. Then he starts with the "oh, you have to go to the bank, and just ask about a loan.. find out what the monthly payments would be and such.." blah, blah, blah. Yeah thanks, I know this as well.. but why go if there's a chance that my car can be fixed?! I'm not gonna take out a loan for a car unless I absolutely have to.. cuz then I'll be paying the good people at BMO till I'm dead.. Guh, I'm just so fed up! I want to take a baseball bat to that damn car.. and then maybe turn it on him!
**If anyone's looking for birthday gift ideas pour moi.. a new car would be nice haha**

Anyway, I finally get him to shut up, and drive that gay ass 'Soccer Mom' van to work. Only to get here.. and have my rage fueled. The stupid skank that was working.. the one that's been here a week.. whom which I trained.. starts telling me how to do my job. Hold up there sweet heart! First of all I HATE BEING TOLD WHAT TO DO! Especially when it's from someone who's worked here a hell of a lot less then I have. Don't even try it.. cuz I'll bitch slap the shit outta you! I'm not proud of the fact that I've worked here as long as the god damn manager.. but I'll be damned if I'm gonna take orders from a married mom of 3 kiddies who likes to screw off to rooms with the guests while training!
As soon as the new year rolls around, and I can say that I've been here for a year.. I'm out! I can't take this shit anymore. Workin' with a bunch of crack heads who think that I don't know what I'm doing, just cuz I'm younger then them. Eff that!
Then.. to make my night complete.. I have to work for an extra hour due to the clock change and the damn power went out, only for like 10 minutes, but still. I'm so glad that we're full of old people, so they were all asleep. You gotta love playing with a giant power switch in the fuse box when you can't see a damn thing! Even more so when someone moves the flash light so you have no idea where it is. When I finally got the power back on.. I kept getting error messages from the computers, so I got to do my most favourite thing in the world.. CALL PROPERTY SUPPORT! *Hooray* Bunch of nerdy geeks who think they know everything about everything, just shut up and fix this damn computer! Thank god the problem was simple and they fixed it pronto.. cuz if I had to listen to them, I think I would have reached through the phone and hit them. :)

On the plus side.. I didn't get any 'proposals' to join anyone in bed tonight.. gorgeous or otherwise..

The only good part of the night was watching The Texas Chainsaw Massacre on Showcase.. it was cut to shit, but the whole chopping off an arm with a meat cleaver is pure cinematic brilliance.

If I don't get out of this bad luck soon.. I'm gonna be one unhappy camper :( I just feel like a horrible person.. cuz I've been snapping on everyone lately.. and that's not me..

Toodles
-Ash

((17)) not that I give a shit anymore