"Ah! *gag,* for Fuck's Sake, who bathed in the scent today?"
I clock in, eyes stinging, and then hear it. That laugh. That high-pitched, fake, Sorority girl cackle. I look to the right and see HER ankle sticking out the office door. It is our former Ass. Store Manager soon-to-be Store Manager, Evil Fannie. Evil Fannie and Boss Frantic were whooping it up in the office, probably introducing her to our current (and so far, pretty nice) Assistant Store Manager.
I head immediately for the floor. I am not letting that ruin my mood.
The day went fairly okay and quickly with a (mostly) cool crew working today: The Croatian Gyration Sensation, Amber Chunky Globes, a couple of others, and S.R. showed up for the night shift. I managed to avoid getting sucked into a conversation with the older half of the Blondie Twins, and that's always good. Amber said I was her "hero," her savior against the Villain Boredom. Ha ha ha. There are supposed and vague plans in the making for a group of the cool crew to dine at Flattop or something in Evanston in the near future. That could be fun.
I went for the overpriced Marshall Fields lunch again today, as it was sunny out. I sat by The Lion, sipping my Nantucket Nectar and munching my Granola Yogurt watching a Polish mom tell her son The Lion's too hot for him to ride, a couple splash water from the fountain at each other, college kids with pink hair walk around, and the like until it got too hot.
I sat in the kitchen, fretting over various things. The frickin' hives popped up now and again to say "Hello, chump" throughout the day.
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After work, I fed The Void a little again, and actually did buy Modest Mouse's Good News For People Who Love Bad News and Pink Floyd's The Wall on DVD, and a new set of clippers, since mine stopped working the second I finished cutting my hair Monday. And groceries.
Later, I called Miss Arsh for a bit on the phone. Lovely, as usual, until she got a little arrogant, but we forgive. ;-) This link is for you, so you know I didn't make it up. I hope I cheered you up a little (if any cheering up had still been needed). Call me anytime, for reals! Later, at her suggestion, I did see the moon outside my living room window. Yes, Arsh, very full and cool and luminous. I love looking at the moon.
Checked email, and got this link from my parents. Not sure this sits well with me, but I absolutely know they mean well.Tonight, we'll end the evening with the wonderful pulse and throbs of a little Trojan Dub, mon.
Good night, all.