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So, I had to work this morning, which wasn't a big deal, since it was only from 7 to 11.. But in that time, I got yelled at by the store manager, June..I actually wondered why nobody liked her.. Now I know. I had on a pink long-sleeved shirt under my black shirt..Apparently, that isn't okay.. Here is how that really nice conversation went.. June, "You aren't in dress-code.." Me, "Oh, I'm sorry, do you mean my shirt *pulling on my pink sleeve" June, "I would really prefer it if you wore a black or white shirt underneath, I don't know how they do it at the other Starbucks, but that is just completely unacceptable here.." Me, "Okay, I'm sorry. It won't happen again.." June, " and another thing, your middriff (sp?) is showing, I am running a place of business here, you need to conduct yourself as such so just keep pulling your shirt down.." (in a really snotty bitch ass voice) The only time my middriff was showing at all was when I was bent over to get coffee. And the only time she could have even seen that is if she was in the office staring at the fucking cameras. Bitch. Then, I was making whipped cream, and I was opening one of the canister thingies and the fucking whipped cream exploded all over me. It got all over my face and neck and glasses. It was pretty funny though.
Blah. So then, I got off work and walked home. Then, I got upstairs and put on my pajamas and got into bed with Kevin. Then, we ate breafast. Then, Kevin left at 1:15, because he had work at 1:30. Then, Siouxsie and I took a nap. ...then we watched TV. Now, she is sleeping and I am bored.
Happy fucking Valentines Day. <3 Aubrey |