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Sep. 18th, 2004 12:48 amOperation Veg out has been working.
I didn't get home til almost 9, after stopping for food, twice.
But let me get to things chronologically.
- Went to work. Got there much later than I wanted. Worked pretty damn hard, coding and recoding a bunch of stuff. Entered 8 months of bank activity.
_ head home on nearly empty tank. I wanted to stop at Target for the cheap stuff I'd seen there the prior week. But I had to find gas before I stopped the car. I end up at a Cumbys, and a Gulf. Which was nice and cheap. I fill the tank, using my credit card (which was the plan) then proceeded to clean the windshields. The following episode then occurs:
*Guy in truck come out of store and gets into truck. He leans out.*
"Cleaning your windows?"
*the tone of voice is incredulity. Kinda like the same way you'd say "You cut your fingers off on Purpose?"*
*I look up*
"what?"
*the tone of voice is incredulity. Kinda like the same way you'd say "You cut your fingers off on Purpose? And you're proud OF IT?"*
"YOU are cl;eaning your windows?"
*This is more "flirty* than anything else. I'm assuming the next statement would either be about how I'm too fat and ugly to get a MAN to do it, or how he wants to clean them with his tongue, one can never tell.*
*my brows crease*
"No, I'm dancing naked on the roof, of course!"
*Go back to cleaning the windows*
*mumble mumble mumble*
"be Nice."
*ME - NOW not happy*
"EXCUSE ME?"
*Actual shit eating grin*
"I said 'Be Nice.'"
*me, NOw Pissed*
"Why, you're a fucking moron, why should I be? Go have another, but wait til you get home first!"
*asshat drives away, continuing to talk, and say "Be nice."*
Now, SOMEONE tell me what the FUCK that was about? I'm assuming one of two things, and BOTH assume this guy is shitfaced.
- He either decided to pick on the fat chick (which is NEVER a good idea, it doesn't bother me when people say that = it's obvious, and if THAT'S the insult you're using you're weak. And stupid) and was going to comment on my lack of male companion to pump gas and clean windows
OR
- He was actually trying to flirt with me. Which means this tactic has succeeded in the past.
Um - DO I REALLY NEED A MAN TO TAKE CAR OF MY OWN CAR? I can clean my own windows, I can pump my own gas. Hell I can check fluids, and with a jack and probably change my own oil at this point, AND HAVE YES changed my own and other's tires, and fixed small breaky items.
I'm disgusted by this, in many ways:
- by this guy feeling the need to speak to me in ANY capacity. He's a stranger at a CUMBY'S WHY is it he needed to talk to me at ALL, ESPECIALLY in that tone!
- by the WOMEN who allow this behavior to either get to them or FUCKING WORK ON THEM.
- By men in general for certain attitudes
- byt the human race, which could REALLY use a good nuclear winter to clean off some of the rabble. (Remember, I'm a fat chick - that means _I_ have energy stores you stick figures don't. I could probably survive for WEEKS longer, with a decent water supply.)
I'm losing my touch tho - I'm the woman NOONE bothers. It's something I project. And now the crazies are getting up the moxie to poke at me. They're lucky I'm not armed, and it's not legal just to kill people who annoy me.
*deep breath*
- Then on to Target, where I drop a tea cup *pouts* and finally buy myself those cute cups I liked, along with some chopsticks, a little journal, a frame perfect for a certain Cover of a Soon to be Romance Novel picture (which I need to put on a compact flash card to get a print of) and a bunch of food. I spent about $25 on my debit card, but should be able to eat at home for most of the weekend into the week. (Breafasty, and lunchy type stuffs.)
- I stopped at S&S on the way home for things I wanted - I was having a craving for hot dogs and beans the way Nani used ot make, and did. I got the "maple" baked beans tho, which was NOT what I wanted. But I have that as leftovers and other things, so I'm good.
- Came home, cooked, heated up the apartment *grins* and settled in to watch TV.
My InuYasha DVDs were waiting for me - I think I ordered them exactly one week ago, so I'm thrilled. I'm going to watch the movie tonight, hopefully soon. I'm going to make a pot of tea and drink with my new cups. YAY! So Excited!
More tomorrow, I'm sure, I think I want away from the computer, seeing as it's almost 1Am and I haven't wound down yet.
I didn't get home til almost 9, after stopping for food, twice.
But let me get to things chronologically.
- Went to work. Got there much later than I wanted. Worked pretty damn hard, coding and recoding a bunch of stuff. Entered 8 months of bank activity.
_ head home on nearly empty tank. I wanted to stop at Target for the cheap stuff I'd seen there the prior week. But I had to find gas before I stopped the car. I end up at a Cumbys, and a Gulf. Which was nice and cheap. I fill the tank, using my credit card (which was the plan) then proceeded to clean the windshields. The following episode then occurs:
*Guy in truck come out of store and gets into truck. He leans out.*
"Cleaning your windows?"
*the tone of voice is incredulity. Kinda like the same way you'd say "You cut your fingers off on Purpose?"*
*I look up*
"what?"
*the tone of voice is incredulity. Kinda like the same way you'd say "You cut your fingers off on Purpose? And you're proud OF IT?"*
"YOU are cl;eaning your windows?"
*This is more "flirty* than anything else. I'm assuming the next statement would either be about how I'm too fat and ugly to get a MAN to do it, or how he wants to clean them with his tongue, one can never tell.*
*my brows crease*
"No, I'm dancing naked on the roof, of course!"
*Go back to cleaning the windows*
*mumble mumble mumble*
"be Nice."
*ME - NOW not happy*
"EXCUSE ME?"
*Actual shit eating grin*
"I said 'Be Nice.'"
*me, NOw Pissed*
"Why, you're a fucking moron, why should I be? Go have another, but wait til you get home first!"
*asshat drives away, continuing to talk, and say "Be nice."*
Now, SOMEONE tell me what the FUCK that was about? I'm assuming one of two things, and BOTH assume this guy is shitfaced.
- He either decided to pick on the fat chick (which is NEVER a good idea, it doesn't bother me when people say that = it's obvious, and if THAT'S the insult you're using you're weak. And stupid) and was going to comment on my lack of male companion to pump gas and clean windows
OR
- He was actually trying to flirt with me. Which means this tactic has succeeded in the past.
Um - DO I REALLY NEED A MAN TO TAKE CAR OF MY OWN CAR? I can clean my own windows, I can pump my own gas. Hell I can check fluids, and with a jack and probably change my own oil at this point, AND HAVE YES changed my own and other's tires, and fixed small breaky items.
I'm disgusted by this, in many ways:
- by this guy feeling the need to speak to me in ANY capacity. He's a stranger at a CUMBY'S WHY is it he needed to talk to me at ALL, ESPECIALLY in that tone!
- by the WOMEN who allow this behavior to either get to them or FUCKING WORK ON THEM.
- By men in general for certain attitudes
- byt the human race, which could REALLY use a good nuclear winter to clean off some of the rabble. (Remember, I'm a fat chick - that means _I_ have energy stores you stick figures don't. I could probably survive for WEEKS longer, with a decent water supply.)
I'm losing my touch tho - I'm the woman NOONE bothers. It's something I project. And now the crazies are getting up the moxie to poke at me. They're lucky I'm not armed, and it's not legal just to kill people who annoy me.
*deep breath*
- Then on to Target, where I drop a tea cup *pouts* and finally buy myself those cute cups I liked, along with some chopsticks, a little journal, a frame perfect for a certain Cover of a Soon to be Romance Novel picture (which I need to put on a compact flash card to get a print of) and a bunch of food. I spent about $25 on my debit card, but should be able to eat at home for most of the weekend into the week. (Breafasty, and lunchy type stuffs.)
- I stopped at S&S on the way home for things I wanted - I was having a craving for hot dogs and beans the way Nani used ot make, and did. I got the "maple" baked beans tho, which was NOT what I wanted. But I have that as leftovers and other things, so I'm good.
- Came home, cooked, heated up the apartment *grins* and settled in to watch TV.
My InuYasha DVDs were waiting for me - I think I ordered them exactly one week ago, so I'm thrilled. I'm going to watch the movie tonight, hopefully soon. I'm going to make a pot of tea and drink with my new cups. YAY! So Excited!
More tomorrow, I'm sure, I think I want away from the computer, seeing as it's almost 1Am and I haven't wound down yet.