Well shit

Jan. 25th, 2003 07:42 pm
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Ever have a need for retail therapy, and not have a cent to go anywhere?

Met [livejournal.com profile] maudlinkitty for breakfast/dinner. Wheee! I need to fight my antisocialness more.
Went to client, office is in a large warehouse. Security guard who lets me in - nowhere to be found. Then I remembered "Hey, I don't want to be here anyway!"
So I leave, figuring, I'll work on another client at home.
Decide to run down to office, grab my check. There's a cleaning guy in there, and it throws me so much, that I tell him "erm, just came to check, I think supposed to work today." and he SO didn't believe me, and now I'm all nervious that the cleaning guy is going to complain or something. AND there was no check, and I was so wigged, I didn't bother to look around. I'm going back later tonight. I'm REALLY hoping I find my check, but I have a sneaking suspicion that my boss didn't see my timesheet. And that bitch Donna didn't tell him I called to see if I have to work, I just it would be nice to check.

So I really want some soda, and I'm going to be hungry later, and I want new boots, and and and. *sighs* Oh, and an ice cream. Oh and popcorn.

Stupid check. I was counting on that check this weekend. I should have sat on my checks just one more day, I mailed them yesterday so while I have the money in there, it's not, you know. Bleh. I'd rather be broke than take a chance on bouncing a check. *sighs*

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