Mikey P

The Wonderful Horrible Life Of Mikey P
2002-07-04 02:20:48 (UTC)

Work Sucks

Currently Listening To:
Poison The Well - 12/23/93

Man was today somewhat good. I wake up around 10:30 AM
this morning with that "oh great i have to work today,"
attitude. So with the hour and a half of the morning i
have left before i go to work, i eat. So i grab a pack of
poptarts to put in the toaster, and upon looking for the
toaster i find out we have new toaster, a Mickey Mouse(R)
one. So i toyed with it, and pushed one of the buttons and
it started playing music, and i was like, "cool". So i go
back into the dining room and use the uncool toaster and
begin to make poptarts. Being the lazy dood i am i turn on
the television (TV for short) and begin watching rap music
videos. So i'm eating poptarts and watching music videos
of artists that i don't particularly like. By now its a
little after 11:00 AM so i decide now would be a great time
to get in the shower. Get out of the shower around 11:15,
brush teeth shave, all the standard after shower stuff, and
then i go tell my cousin Thom to wake up and take me to
work. So its 11:40 AM i grab my stuff for work get on my
worksheet and leave. En route to work my cousin just
happens to have a Dr. Dre CD in his rental car, so again
i'm stuck listening to bad music on the way to work. We get
there and i'm thinking, this is going to be the worst day
to. I talk to my mom, for a bit (she works with me) and
then proceed to sign in. So i'm on the floor, and an hour
or so go's by, and my manager starts talkin to me (heres
the dialogue, to the best of my memory)

Steve: Hey uh, mike do you wanna work some extra hours
Mike: Umm, when?
Steve: Friday, i'm tryin to get that day off, and i cant
and i need someone to work it for me.
Mike: Oh ok, well give me a few minutes to think about it
and i'll get back to you.
:::Time Passes:::
Mike: Okay i'll work on friday for you, but can i have
sunday off.
Steve: Uhhh, well i kinda need you on sunday. (i think its
because he doesn't trust Matt alone) But you khnow what i
can let oyu have saturday off.
Mike: alright, thats cool with me.
:::The End:::

So Now i'm stuck working an 8 hour day, its going to be
hot, we have no order to put away, and all i'l be doing is
working with asshole customers, cleaning and re-pricing
stuff. WHY DO I HAVE TO BE THE HOURS BITCH!!!!!!

I finally get out of work and the day is starting to look
up. I went into Nashua right after work and got my new
effects pedal, (aaah guitar crisis solved) i get home and
begin plying this, this, beautiful pedal. So i start
playing and the phone rings. I run to pick it up and it
stops, luckily it rings again, and i'm there to answer.
I'm glad i was there too, it was erin. God i miss her, its
only been two days but it feels like alot longer, so
talking to her was definetly the highlight of my day,
unfortunately am i unable to hold a conversation on the
phone, and there was lots of me playing guitar and blank
spots between talking, so we get cut off, which i guess is
kind of a bad thing, and me being the timid person i am was
afraid to call back for fear that a perfect stranger may
pick up the phone. Well that was my day, nothing super
great, no lightning strikes, no sudden gaining of super
powers.




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