-tonight is cho.!!@# i am prepared to laugh.
-bitchs foot is better. it was just a sprain. i am still irritated with st.pauls and how much of a joke that hospital is. we wait and wait and wait and after 6 hours i am like HELLO and then one lady is like let me find another doctor and it turns out the one originally looking at bitch had just left i dunno i guess she had a yoga class to attend. fucking bitch. anyway. so after 6 hours a doctor who looks like santa in off season told him it was just a sprain use crutches yada yada. he will be working next week good because i can not afford life for the both of us.
-since his foot has been on the notsogood side i have tried to be a very nice bf and help him with stuff and if he needs a glass of water i will go get it for him as long as he says please if he does not then i do not respond to him and then he will try to slide in the please after and i still will not respond because i want it in a full sentence with no delay like he means it so he will then repeat himself and i will glare at him but get him a glass of water but this morning he was walking around sans crutches so i pulled out the laundry hamper and said YOU CAN DO LAUNDRY TODAY so now i get to catch up on the slave driving. the lowest point was when he asked me for a qtip. i laughed and kept watching tv.
-when i get ID'd these days i think it is cute and i usually do the playful smile roll of the eyes like YES OF COURSE BUT THANK YOU and hand over the ID well last night i was walking up commercial and the weather decided to dump another heavy load of massive hail while i was walking because the weather is all fucked up like that lately this morning it was snowing hardcore then stopped and the sun peaked out and now its cloudy and i think tonight we will have a heat wave anywayanyway i was walking in the hail and i make it to the liquor store in time before closing and i grab a 8pack of moosehead and goto the counter and there is this girl i have never seen working and she asks for my ID and i did the playful smile roll of the eyes like YES OF COURSE BUT THANK YOU but when i looked in my pockets i did not bring my ID because I just brought cash not debit and i carry my debit with my ID and i then had the horrified look like NO I DONT HAVE IT and i say AUGUST 31 1980 quickly to prove i know my birthday and she gave me the sorry shrug and i was like FINE and she said THANKS FOR TAKING IT SO WELL and when she said that i wanted to turn around and smack her face with the 8 pack but i just left and hauled my ass off to the waldorf where i knew i would not get denied since they are like family since i have moved in the hood. i should have just gone there first so moral of the story is that yes getting ID'd is cute and flattering when you have your ID but when you do not it is the most obnoxious and irritating thing especially when you do not have time to grab the ID and go back and throw it in her face and be like SEEEEEEE all 18 year old'ish even though i am 10 years plus that. i mean moral of the story is just goto the beer and wine where everybody knows your name. or just bring your ID.
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