Phooey – edit

I’m at work at the moment, caking makeup on my face. Customers keep interrupting me 🙁 I’d really love to be anywhere but here right now.

I’m in quite a depressive mood atm, but facebook is hardly the place to whinge, especially since no-one gives a shit anyway.

I also just remembered why I hate writing entries from my mobile. The formatting of the page keeps jumping all over the place so I can’t see what I’ve just written.

New roster is out. I’m doing over full-time hours again. That’ll be three weeks in a row.

I’m outta here. This page-jimping is just another reason to shit me off tonight.

Edit:  I’m home now.  Rest of the shift went rather quickly, despite black cabbie hanging around for a few hours, shitting me to tears.  I told him to go home quite a few times but he got off on annoying me.  I said to him half-jokingly that I was gunna call the cops if he didn’t leave, and he goes ‘What are you gunna tell the cops?  "This guy is trying to get to my arse?" – I said, ‘Yeah, if I have to!" and he burst out laughing saying the cops will just laugh at me. 

I wasn’t serious.  I said to him ‘well stop annoying me and I won’t have to waste the cops time!’ and let him know that I’ve called the cops plenty of times to help me remove annoying people from the store. 

He tried to insult me again, but from the mood I was in at the start of this entry, I told him, ‘I’m too tired for your bullshit tonight – go home to your wife’s pussy and stop talking about it – I don’t wanna hear it.’

I was quite a moody bitch up until that point.  He seemed quite surprised that I’d asked him to ‘Go home’ quite a few times, asking, ‘Are you serious?’ and I was like, ‘Yes, I’m serious – go!" 

It’s only after he left that the rest of the shift went smoothly.  I went to the gym but only did a small session on one machine because there were too many people there.  Weekends are so much easier.

Wow, lameo entry – meh.  One to go.  Thank fuck I get paid tonight.