WARNING:
Not a happy go lucky post.
In fact, this is really a rant.
Read only if you like bad days
and kicking puppies.
PROCEED WITH CAUTION!!!
Disclaimer: Full of typos, due to anger and tiredness
Sooo, my birthday was suppossed to be all fun and wonderful, but instead it was just plain awful. I got food poisoning from dinner and today got extremely stressed during my shopping trip. And top of the that, I acted like a real brat to my mum and now I feel horribly about it. Ugh, it's like my brain was all swollen or something. Let me dish the dirt.
On Thursday, my real day of birth, I had no means to do anything except dinner. So we went to the local steakhouse. My sis and I got the most disgusting ribs, which was swimming in fat, we had to wait an hour for our food, and our waitress gave terrible service. Normally, I'd totally understand if she were busy. I mean, I've worked in food service before and sometimes, customers would have to wait. This would be fine with me, except for ONE THING! She only had us and 1 other table. The place was totally barren. So there was no reason for her not to offer us drinks after we just sat down. We had to wait 15 min. for a drink. And then the food made me really sick. So she took that off our bill, which is probably the only decent thing about her. Oh and offered me a sprite for my stomach.
Afterwards, we went and got pie from Marie Callendar's. I love the lemon cream cheese. Later, as I ate it, I noticed that the crust was really dry and the filling tasted off. Which means that it was old and they didn't want throw it out. Lovely...... All in all a pretty shit-tastic day. I had been a crappy mood all day and the evening really brought me down...
So today, mum and I went to the mall, where I proceeded to bitch and complain about everything and everyone. It was a hatefest alright. I'm just sorry she had to hear all that. I had a panic attack when I couldn't find a coupon for Bath and Body Works. I was super stressed out today. And then mum had to comment that because of my "scene", I wouldn't get hired there. Listen, everyone has their off days and if you can't accept that, go fuck yourself. I'm human, so there. Everyone I've ever worked for knows that I'm a dream to work with and customers love me. It's not like I'd get stressed over a scent. And whenever a company doesn't hire, I tell myself that it wasn't meant to be and move on. It's easier that way.
So as I sit here writing this and reflecting on my day, I realized that I'm dog tired, have a headache and can't smell anything. I'll be going to bed after this, because tomorrow, I have to search for jobs.
Good night,
Ashley
Or maybe a honey color like this.
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