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exhaustion.

Wow. So today was MAD Day at The Co-op. It was crazy busy and I'm beat. My favorite part: I checked out this crazy woman. When she walked up I was with another customer and she asked "are you open?" No, I'm just standing here ringing up somebody's groceries for my own enjoyment.

At any rate, a good fifteen minutes after she's gone, Allisyn says I can go on a cart run (which means sneak a cigarette as long as I come back with carts). I go up to the parking lot, but there aren't any carts, except for the one that crazy woman has at her car, so I figure what the fuck, I'll wait. She finishes and walks in my direction and I offer to take her cart for her and she says no, she's going back into the store, and then she proceeds to lecture me about Jack Klugman. At first I have no clue what she's talking about -- she's telling me about The Odd Couple and how it was a TV show that became a Broadway show and I'm thinking whyyyyy are you telling me this, crazy lady? But then she gets to it: apparently Jack Klugman has cancer, or causes cancer, or something, and apparently this woman has taken in upon herself at the end of my long, grueling day to rant at me about smoking. I told her I was on my break and didn't have to talk to her and walked away.

And the kicker? She didn't even take the fucking cart back inside! She left it outside the store so I still had to take it back in myself. Arrrgh!

So anyway, the life update is this: I hung out with Rob last night, and no longer feel paralyzed with fear about this birthday party. I think n0thingman understands; he was at my birthday party last year and remembers how that all went down.

In case you all don't, here's a refresher: I'd had a very brief fling with this guy, Hipster. Hipster and I were no longer getting along, and I was unsure of how he would be at the party -- would he talk to me? Would we get along? Well, Hipster showed up at my birthday party with a date. We didn't speak at all and, when I was in the kitchen talking with n0thingman, Hipster came over and gave me a birthday present. I was floored. I didn't know what to say, I felt like such a heel. I started to stammer something along the lines of "wow, thanks ..." when Hipster turned and walked away without a word.

Ugh.

Hipster and I are friends now, and this is all much water under the bridge. Unfortunately, I forgot that he and anjeelou may not have made peace, and, um, anjeelou: you should know that he's said he's coming to my party. Sorry. I hope that's OK.

At any rate, here's hoping that this party is the warm, loving night filled with friends that I've been hoping for. And if anyone reading this hasn't been invited but thinks they should have, it probably means that I don't have your email address and you should make sure to give it to me before Saturday.

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_aqualung_
Nov. 14th, 2005 04:22 am (UTC)
...Memories...
Ahh... I remember those.

Nothing like "stupid people" to make your day. They're always good for a chuckle. The anti-smoking preachers got on my nerves when I smoked. Irritating little buggers. Fuck 'em all (with a spiked broomstick at that). I *know* what it's like quitting, and it ain't easy.

hopita
Nov. 14th, 2005 06:46 am (UTC)
Re: ...Memories...
And I was out there in such a moment of stress to boot.

It's one thing to hear it from friends. But this stranger -- and crazy stranger, no less ... Ugh. Way to fucking ruin my break, bitch.
anjeelou
Nov. 14th, 2005 04:32 am (UTC)
Yeah, that guy. He came up in a conversation with Mike last night at Ritters... I was thinking out loud about how he would probably be at said party, and how that might be odd. He has actually called me a few times in the past couple weeks, out of the blue... there was only once that I picked up my phone, and even then I only talked to him for three or for minutes because I was at work. It just seemed really odd, seeing as how he hadn't spoken to me in months and months - yet just decided to call me randomly one Friday night at like 11ish. Hmm.
I'm sure your birthday party will be lots of happy fun though. I'm hoping I can actually get out of work at a decent hour that night so I don't get over there really late.
hopita
Nov. 14th, 2005 06:45 am (UTC)
I'd forgotten all about you even knowing him until Mike mentioned it to me as well. And I think I called Hipster on Friday ... maybe hearing from me reminded him of you? Who knows.

Looking forward to seeing you on Saturday.
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