Monday, October 18, 2004

Saturday's auction was a bust. I put in two weeks of work and made -- now brace yourselves, a sum total of $300.00. As my wise teacher (who happened to live in a box) once said: Fuck that shit, pass me the ice cream and hamburger sauce!

Of course misery loves company and I am a total bitch. Now, I know that those two clauses don't seem to be related but in Bobverse it makes perfect sense.

Apparently, the women who served as our cashiers managed to "misplace" a few hundred dollars. That money will come out of father's pocket, which in turn will be taken out of mine. So, all in likelihood I will end up breaking even, and when I say even I mean making $0.00 dollars for 50 or hours of work.

Go to Hell