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Killola Get The Friction On



This is pretty much how I've been feeling since I started my new job:

2008-09-20 at 11:07 p.m.

Her = Crazy on/off girl.

Her: hows the not smoking going gemm?
Me: hahah
i fail
technically i'm not smoking right now
Her: Oooh
Me: but that's only because my money didn't come in on friday
i've worked my way through 3 ten packs since I started my job
Her: that's still pretty good
Me: oh yeah it's considerably better than I was
i'm a bit disappointed but whatever, i have a dead end job and have to wear blue and orange
i deserve cigarettes and alcohol
Her: hahah at least you have a job!
Me: this is what people keep saying
but then there's people like a couple douchebags who came in yesterday who make me hate working in retail.
Her: what happened?
Me: ugh nothing major
they were just complete dickheads, they looked like they'd just graduated uni or were just about to, and this guy pays with a £50 note
so i ask Raz, my supervisor and friend from school, if we had a note checker pen
she says it's around somewhere so i found it and used it, whatever
then she comes over and goes "or, you could do the trick I learned at Argos," and rubs it on a bit of paper, and one of these douchebaggy guys goes "Ooh, Argos to Somerfield. Aim High!"
God I wanted to punch him in the face, I had a whole great fucking spiel to yell at him but I just had to bite my tongue and smile at the vindictive little cunt.
She does have dreams, she's at uni full time, works around her uni hours, she's a really smart, pretty girl, she doesn't drink or do drugs, she has her own nice little car, she has to pay her own way and just because she can't live on Mummy and Daddy's coat tails because she lives up the poor end of town with her immigrant parents who don't speak great english, so she has to do so much for them, and do everything else
it makes me sick that i have to be nice to these people.
Her: Ahhh you've seen I even have trouble controling my temper and not screaming at a cripple... I probably would've exploded
Me: I nearly did.
I was, and still am, so fucking angry.
It's not just them in particular, it's the same attitude
everyone around here
they're all rich, middle class, Tory supporting wankers.
and they all think that everyone else is just fucking dog shit.

I want to move, now.

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