Tuesday, October 02, 2007
First thing in the morning, my desk looks like a hurricane has gone thru it. I wonder who did that. I only have magazines, books and sweets on my desk, love. It has to be one of the 3 guys that were left in the office after I went home yesterday and judging by their characters, and by the mess, I think I know who it was. Because this morning there was a big hoo-haa over the office alarm. Ok, maybe it wasn’t a big thing. But of course the bitch just had to make it like it’s a big deal but what’s new yeah.
Met Jane & Chixy last nite at ECP and we had subway for supper. Luckily I didn’t eat dinner at home before that. The butch working there was trying to be a smarty-pants which pissed me off. When asked if there were brownies, she said ‘brownies are brownies, cookies are cookies’. Like we didn’t know that. Firstly, the question and the answer were totally unrelated, secondly, other subways let people exchange 2 cookies for a brownie. When Jane reminded her that she wanted her sandwich toasted, she said ‘yah that’s why I put it on the baking tray’. When Jane went to get some chilli sauce abit later on, the butch said something about not being able to take a smoke break in peace. That’s non of my fucking problem. If you are PMS-ing, don’t go to work and try to be smart to customers. Because unknown to you, you may soon be out of a job. I know she didn’t have the intention to be mean. She just wanted to be smart and hopefully some girls will think she has ‘the attitude’ and start having a crush on her and yadda yadda blah blah. But it doesn’t work for us. Unless you are the boss, don’t get smart with me. I don’t appreciate that brand of humour. Anyway, I’ll try not to eat there anymore unless the craving really beckons. There were only 2 types of bread available (Italian & Wheat. The yuckiest of the lot), the toasted bread wasn’t even warm, the cookies were so hard I bet they were stale (everyone knows how soft subway cookies are). What a disappointment. No wonder its oways empty. It doesn’t help that the staff you see smoking and touching the stray cats at the entrance of the shop are the same people who are going to use their hands to fix your sandwich. Now you know why Subway is good for weight loss? You get a damned diarrhea after that, that’s why. Luckily we didn’t get a tummyache after last nite but like I said, we were LUCKY.
It’s only Tuesday today but I’m in a pretty good mood so far. I think my bitches know why *winks* And I think they know why I can’t disclose it here. Told them some stuff last nite. I think after sharing some stuff with them, speaking my thoughts out loud, it’s become clearer and easier to come to a decision should the need arise and I know this time, I won’t fall as hard.
Asphyxiated at at 11:42 AM
