Another random tangent today. What is it, like, 4?
Anyways, I just got to thinking about my job. I am the only female teenager there around a bunch of perverted old men whom half of them I have known since I was like, 8.
What I do is flag for the guys. It is alright, but it gets boring as hell. >.Day one:
Him- "Hey, are you married?"
Me- "No, I am engaged"
Him- "I don't care" *laughs and drives away*
Day two:
Him-"Are you married yet?"
Me- "Nope"
Him- "Okay!" *drives away*
Day three[and the most recent]:
Him-*kissy face x28 and continues to drive*
Now, what in the hell am I suppposed to do?!? Fucking creepy old men...
next time you could say hellz yeah im married! my wife is the cutest little thing!:P thatll make them forget it
ReplyDeleteProbably not. He is from around the area...AKA Ulysses....
ReplyDeleteEeeeeek!
Tell me who he is... I will hunt him down... I hate creepy old men!!!
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