Blah.

So I think I’m jobless? I’m not really sure. Let me ‘spain, no, it is too much, let me sum up. Sorry I just felt the need to say that. Anyway. Alan had Samie call me and tell me "Al wants you to bring your keys back in or hes calling the cops." Excuse me? I wasn’t aware that I was in any sort of trouble? Or that I was expected to bring my keys back. That morning was the first time anyone had ever mentioned it to me. What if I’d been at Greg’s? How the fuck would I have gotten back to Olyphant to give him my keys? Anyway, my dad stopped there for me because we were on our way to the DMV so I could take my permit test again and Convenient is on the way. I went in to give him my keys and ask him so does this mean I’m fired and why. He walked up to me, I put my keys in his hand, he picked up his phone, started talking on it and ran away. I didn’t even get a chance to say a fucking word. Not one. Because my dad was waiting outside and I had shit to do, I just left. By the time I got home and went back there, Al was gone. He’s such a fucking dick. I don’t think he’s ever actually fired anyone himself. He wont even call people to come in to work. He wont write notes himself. He’s an asshole. Ah that felt good.

Greg tells me that I let people walk all over me. I do. But I don’t really care. Unless they’re doing something that hurts me in some way, I don’t really give a shit what anyone does.

Oh well. I guess I’m done for now.