Friday, March 28, 2008

Made it to work about 6 minutes late. DJ, Bryan & Ruki were there. Everything was going well. It was all fun. I told DJ I'd have to work over by up to two hours as Mark would be picking up our car, and DJ let me know we were way over on labor and he'd drive me home. Sounded good. I kicked ass on sales agaain, which is cool, since it's my last day to do so in the little contest we're running...and DJ even gave me some pointers. Ruki left. Pat, Amanda, & Alex later showed up. DJ had to go to get a review from the cunt known as Brenda. And the review wasn't good. She basically gave him the lowest possible rating in every category, which aside from being petty, dishonest, cruel, and bitchy - means that DJ won't be getting a raise; that this disturbingly inaccurate review will be read by those who will be in charge of us now that Brenda is offically out of our lives...and that DJ is now stressed and depressed, just as anyone would be after being so mistreated. She seriously deserves to be slapped. Violence is wrong, yadda, yadda, yadda... But it's possible in this case it might actually snap her back to reality...or wake up some of those sleeping brain cellls or something. Plus we could sell tickets to see who gets to slap her and use the money we brought in to buy our store and run it ourselves. :-0)

DJ brought me home, after making sure I had the time to hit or beat all my goals for the day, getting me home nearly an hour early. It would have been neat if I'd gotten to stay for longer and get even more stuff... but I didn't want peeps to get in trouble because I stayed. Also, it was nice to have DJ over, as he got to see the progress on my room, which he says he really enjoys. He said he likes coming over to my place, because I'm there. He's been reiterating that a lot lately, which has been nice to hear.

After DJ left, I tried to watch something while having a snack, but couldn't keep my eyes open and went to sleep. I woke up around 8:30pm, with the worst stomach cramps... I felt like I was daying. They passed eventually...and then the pain came down to a much more familiar, human level. The whole 'I feel like someone just gave me an abortion with a rusty razor blade' sensation has returned, and I've not clue what inspired it.

erg.

Gonna try to lie down now.

   posted by Bald Jason at 09:00 PM
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