Ain't isn't a word but I’m using it. Sue me if you hate it.
OK it's pretty much rolled over anger from last night from Amber and then added mine in the mix. I have to explain last night in order to get today's story correct.
Last night, Amber and I went out to the mall and hang out. But, the original plan was for Eric and Amber to go out to the movies and then she asked me if I would go. Since I’m off, I said what the hell I'll go. Now, it's Friday and Eric said he didn't want to hang with us so it made Amber mad. Not really mad but you know. We walked around and there was nothing to buy in the mall [eventually we bought 5 for $25 underwear at Victoria Secret] and as we were walking, the mall closed and we left. Amber was like 'what else should we go?' and I said let's go to the store for .10 cent doughnuts [$1 off coupon for $1.10 worth of bakery goods] and no one was there. We pulled in the parking lot and we see Anthony's car leave [Amber likes him and there is this drama with them but we won't go there] So, Amber is pissed that he left and calls him up and all the stuff. Eventually, she's pissed off at him cause of some chick he was with and stuff. *Shrugs*
Anywho, back at the store, there was no help at all and Anita [who works with me in the office] was pissed about something and the store a mess. We left with doughnuts and started to drive around cause we had no where else to go. So we end up calling Eric for the umpteenth time cause we're bored. We're in Pompano at this point and there is cops galore. One speed by us and Amber freaked out and yelled "Citizen's arrest!" and I’m just laughing my head off at this point. [the doughnut she ate dripped chocolate all over her and made her sticky] Eric is getting a kick out of this cause it's on speakerphone. We told him that Amber was covered in chocolate and she's sticky and to top it off, she has underwear from Victoria Secret. [it was funny at the time but somehow typing it isn't funny] Well, we hung up on Eric cause he was boring. We drove around so more and it ended around 11:30pm.
OK now today, Eric was on Amber's shit list. She calls me up at the store and tells me Eric called her and that he can't hang with her today after he said we'll hang out. I'm on the register cause we're short of help and I see Eric by the desk checking out. He spots me and I spot him and I’m giving him a bad look cause of what he did to Amber. 30 minutes past by and he comes up to me and says sorry about last night. I'm standing up for my girl and said 'go away I won't want to talk with you' and he leaves. A couple of hours later, we're short of help with only five cashiers and lines to the deli department. I'm taking a customer at the desk and Wilma answers the phone telling me I have a boyfriend on the phone in the Deli department. I'm like 'Who in the hell is that?! I don't have one.' so I get the phone and says an obscene word to me which I won't repeat and I slam the phone back. I asked Wilma if I can kill someone in the Deli and she says sure but off the clock. Grrr. Wilma then asks me if I can take out an order [the chick only had four bags to stuff in her Porsche] and I see a sea of carts in the parking lot. So, I decided to round up cars and somehow it pisses me off. It helps Andre and Debbie when they get carts when they are pissed. Gregory helps me round up carts and I was happy cause I wasn't going to put them in the store; too fucking many of them to do so. Then, I see Eric outside the store and starts to run at me [while holding up his pants which is quite funny] and tells me he's sorry about everything and give me a hug...in the parking lot. I'm still mad because of what he said over the phone in the store. If he's just playing around with me or not but it wasn't cute. Grrr. And, he works tomorrow so I have to see him again.
And to top it off, I'm sweeping up my area and clean it up and one of the Haitian baggers takes one of the balls we found somewhere in the store and plays with it. Eventually, the ball goes and breaks the vase with flowers in it sitting by the desk as I’m sweeping. The glass and shit falls in front of my feet and I’m pissed as all hell. Then, the other Haitian bagger takes another ball and it's my ass with it. And I told Wilma out loud that he hit that ball on my ass. AND, [yep not done] Mom calls me asking me where the hell am I? She's been doing this for the past couple of weeks and I told her down the card isle that I’m still at the fucking store and if you don't believe me, I’ll hand you the phone to Wilma so don't call me and I hung up. A couple of minutes later, Amber sends me an IM and I reply saying I’m at the store and pissed. I get in the car to call Amber about my day and I keep getting her voice mail.
Oh and I didn't see tonight race.
