Im SO mean Confession
Well, it is snowing again. I had to go to work, that place is KILLING me, I hate it there so much.
Oh, there is this retarded guy who likes me. Since I consider myself an advocate for the misfortunate, I never really got mad at him, but EWW, he is telling the world I am his girlfriend, grossness. Today, he came in the office while I was alone, I hid yesterday, but today, I got caught off guard. It was like DAmn. So he comes in , and sits down. I said kinda pissed off " I'm busy" he was like, "you know I love you right?" I was like, "whatever, I've got work to do." So he was like, "why didnt you call me?" I told him I lost his number, which was true, I tore it up in a gazillion pieces and flushed it down the toilet. Oh, right, So he's like," gotta pen? I'll give it to you now." Really, I didn't wanna be bothered, so I said I didn't. He's like, "you work in a office and dont gotta pen, why you lyin.' Hell, because I don't wanna be bothered with YOU, freak. SO I get a pen and tell him to give me the number (so I can repeat my previous ritual.) He gives me his phone and tells me to find it, then he comes and stands next to me. GROSSNESS!! I told him I couldn't find it, which was the truth, he was like, "oh, I'll give it to you tomorrow." eww, so I said I wasnt workin tomorrow, and he was like, 'you don't love me?' I was like, 'uh, NO." So he was like, "okay, I'll be back." Thankfully, a customer came in and the guy didn't come back.
He is SO icky man, I mean, he is like, 30 or something, I can't half understand him, and he thinks I like him. The guy is SO not my type. What is a girl to do? I asked my friends, and they said get his number so we can play on his phone, but Hello, we are 22, not 12. (like say we haven't played on the phone in the last month ya know). Also, they said to tell him to bleep of, but I'm not that mean. Oh, once, I told him I DID call him and he was like, "oh, I remember, I was like hello hello." That idiot, I NEVER called him, it was wrong to lie, but I was nervous. Now I am gonna slap him if he tells me he loves me again, gonna tell the whole plaza I'm his girl, GROSS.
Oh, there is this retarded guy who likes me. Since I consider myself an advocate for the misfortunate, I never really got mad at him, but EWW, he is telling the world I am his girlfriend, grossness. Today, he came in the office while I was alone, I hid yesterday, but today, I got caught off guard. It was like DAmn. So he comes in , and sits down. I said kinda pissed off " I'm busy" he was like, "you know I love you right?" I was like, "whatever, I've got work to do." So he was like, "why didnt you call me?" I told him I lost his number, which was true, I tore it up in a gazillion pieces and flushed it down the toilet. Oh, right, So he's like," gotta pen? I'll give it to you now." Really, I didn't wanna be bothered, so I said I didn't. He's like, "you work in a office and dont gotta pen, why you lyin.' Hell, because I don't wanna be bothered with YOU, freak. SO I get a pen and tell him to give me the number (so I can repeat my previous ritual.) He gives me his phone and tells me to find it, then he comes and stands next to me. GROSSNESS!! I told him I couldn't find it, which was the truth, he was like, "oh, I'll give it to you tomorrow." eww, so I said I wasnt workin tomorrow, and he was like, 'you don't love me?' I was like, 'uh, NO." So he was like, "okay, I'll be back." Thankfully, a customer came in and the guy didn't come back.
He is SO icky man, I mean, he is like, 30 or something, I can't half understand him, and he thinks I like him. The guy is SO not my type. What is a girl to do? I asked my friends, and they said get his number so we can play on his phone, but Hello, we are 22, not 12. (like say we haven't played on the phone in the last month ya know). Also, they said to tell him to bleep of, but I'm not that mean. Oh, once, I told him I DID call him and he was like, "oh, I remember, I was like hello hello." That idiot, I NEVER called him, it was wrong to lie, but I was nervous. Now I am gonna slap him if he tells me he loves me again, gonna tell the whole plaza I'm his girl, GROSS.
posted by Lavender Blackwell at 3:58 AM
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