God I hate working here. I keep getting the urge to walk up to the manager and say:
“Put the money in the bag, and no one will get hurt”
with my fingers making the gun shape in my pocket.
What a sucky day.
Archive for January, 2006
Stick ‘em up
January 17, 2006Celebration Guns III (aka Happy New Year!)
January 16, 2006“Of course it’s okay for M to stay over.”
“Are you sure? You’re not jealous or anything?”
“Don’t be silly, you both have a history together.”
A history is pretty damn accurate. I first met M at her school’s dance. I still remember how she looked like till today. Long black dress with yellow floral prints, lip gloss and hair just so. i couldn’t really look at her in the face or sit comfortably next to her. We weren’t dates per-se but we didn’t stray far. Things certainly has changed these days.
I picked up M from the airport last week. I was hanging around the arrival hall, waiting for her to pick up her bags and just as I turned my back, she came flying out (complete with 50litre backpack) and knocked me over with her hug.
“Hello You. Has it really been 2 years plus plus?”
“Apparently. Gerroff me. The Makciks are staring.”
“Who cares??”
(Mis)Approriate use of company time(, markers and pens)
January 2, 2006
