i’m very tired of people pointing out my flaws. if you don’t like what i have to say or how i say it, stop hanging out with me.
boobapalooza
As a second birthday present to myself, I went bra shopping. I figgured after 2.5 years of wearing the same 2 bra’s (and one having broke) I deserved some new bra’s and La Senza was having a sale (8.50 ea!) . 3 bra’s later i ahve sexy underthings.
customer on phone - “Do you have any of the impatiens?”
me - “well we have double impatiens & new guinea impatiens, which kind were you looking fo?”
customer - “Well the ones in your flier”
me - “Im sorry ma-am but i havent seen this weeks flier, are they the new guinea impatiens? with pointy dark leaves?”
customer - “G-I-G-A-N-T-I-C-O, … Guinea!”
me - “oh all of our impatiens are gigantico brand”
customer - “Oh well do you have the ones advertised”
me - “again I havent seen the paper, can you describe them”
customer - “They are red, do you have lots of the red ones?”
me - *frustrated* ” We dont always get the exact advertised stock, we have not recieved any RED impatiens in ANY of the varieties.”
customer - “oh so you dont stock the advertised colours”
me - “not always we have a lot of stores that the stock needs to be split between”
customer - “thats false advertising” *click*
limp dicked, flat chested, transvestite who needs a penis enlargement, viagra and a boob job
One of the (more passive) reasons I havent been writing, is because everytime I do I am bogged down with spam comments about sex drugs. This morning I had 68 comments waiting for me, and boy oh boy werent they a blessing of gibberish. I’m quite tired of being told my cock isnt big enough for you internet, I like it the way it is thank you! small and clitoral like cause IMACHICK! eff.
Work is slowly killing me. I hate working indoors at the superstore. I fucking want to shoot myself every goddamn day. Doing the shifts down at the garden centre though is amazing. I forgot how much I loved working with plants (I enjoy the floral dept inside too, its just the atmosphere thats killing me). Its got me to thinking that I may go back to school for horticulture or floral design (or both).
Ive been working on setting mGgd up as a real business. Researching what needs to be done to apply for grants, getting paper work ready to submit, setting up the legal business name etc. I am very excited about this and genuinly hope that something comes out of it. Apparently my father ran his own business (news to me) for several years, so I am going to ask him for some help on setting it up. I knwo it sounds so silly asking ones parents for advice like that , but thus far my parents have never steered me wrong.