maybe this is how this is going to go.
Yesterday i had work, it wasn't bad. Bloody busy though, and i wanted to smack some woman in the face, she was so fucking rude.
I hate it when people don't give us respect because its not like we're nasty to them is it. And im really not in the mood at the moment to be treated like shit. I'm a sales assistant, not the fucking manager !
Oh also, i served a transvestite :)
And even though i was perfectly aware that it was a man who wanted to be a woman, i still had the shock of a lifetime when he came up to the till and said 'have you got any hoop clip ons' in a really deep manly voice. Pahaha, she then proceeded to get out of her handbag, his wallet. ;) haha. It was so funny.
Then yesterday evening i went over to Dannys, drank lots of wine with his mum, cried my eyes out for a good 2 hours, and told her everything i was feeling about him, about danny, about uni. everything.
And so that was my Saturday.
This morning i wake up, 10 minutes later i get a call from Danny saying he wants me to come over.
and so i did, and we just spent the day laid on his bed playing call of duty. well. i watched haha.
It was nice.
But then i had to leave, and i didn't want too and i cried on his doorstop to his mum again.
So she walked me home, and told me that the first thing she did this morning was go into see Danny and told him that i was unhappy and that i thought he was disappointed in me, and he basically replied, i'm not going into work today, she's coming over.
And so that was my sunday. #
why dont i feel any better?
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