I feel confused. One minute things seem gravy, next minute I'm hella lost. Its those kinda moments that leave me feeling screwed. I try not to get too deep into things, so I dont end up feeling screwed but it always manages to happen. Oh well. I guess thats part of my wack life, as it were.
I Aint Got No Boss Today!
Yeah I know that's not proper english, but its no fun being proper all the time. I miss my boss though. He's on vacation and I have no one to bother me and keep me company. I dont want anyone else in here talking to me, except like 2 other people here who I think are tight enough to grace my presence. But he always tells me what happened on Survivor and The Practice so I never have to watch TV. Now I'm not gonna know what happened on TV last night or tonight until I see him on Tuesday. Thats why I know I could never quit this job. Because there are no more funny 1970's throwback bosses like this one. I cant even slack off right, because he lets me do whatever I want, so its not like I'm even goofing off in his absence.
But since I AM goofing off...
Let me get my gripe on. Today's complaint is brought to you by Verizon Wireless Pre-paid cell phones. Yeah, I'm hella cheap, so I have one of these. And it sucks. It drops calls, and to this day I dont know how much it costs per minute, but I swear I'm breaking myself on this stupid phone. I mean, if you have janky credit, an over-abundance of college loan debt, and a phobia of bills, then pre-paid phones are good. But dont get a new boyfriend or nothing like that. Because then you'll feel the pain of the pre-paid wrath. I just got paid today, and I already know I'm about to pay a couple of bills and then put hella ends on this phone of mine. Can't win for losing, I tell you the truth.
Also, I must complain about the filth that flies through the air. I always take a nap in my car at lunch with the windows down. Now yesterday I ate, let down the windows and took a nap. Man, when I woke up, I was covered in a fine coat of dust. I mean visible dust. My lab coat looked a rustic brown color. I was way too disgusted. Its no wonder my asthma is coming back... old stankin City of Industry, trying to kill a sista out here.
Well its time for lunch. I may be back, I may not. I'm too hungry to care. Well lemme go. As always... fight the power.