Rantings and ravings. Just think of it as Sunday afternoon with the in-laws, or the eccentric grandmother. Good times had by all. Except me..because I always seem upset in my blog posts..hm.

Friday, August 12, 2005

school is creeping like a...a...

what does school creep like, exactly? it creeps like...that guy that was sitting outside family scoops! I had already given him his small cup of tiramisu, he ate it, and i returned to the back to finish making ices. the bell rang so i went back to the front to serve a large order to this lady who neglected to tip me. he was still there. he was there for an hour. pretending to be asleep. creepy. no matter how many times you hide from him, he's still there when you resurface. that's how school creeps. sorry conquest428, but obviously you enjoy having that creepy tiramisu-eating guy there all the time. a bit lonely for creepy company are you?

didja ever want to stop everything and make someone feel better but you couldn't because you had work? that's how i feel. poor frank. poor fishies. poor new rug. poor live coral. poor miscellaneous salt water tank creatures.

i have work now. with the source of all evil. must i trek back out into the heat?

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