A little Rant

I work part time in a convenience store. I am Randal. People ask me for cigarettes and lottery tickets and I give them to them. It's very glamorous. What you may not realize when you go to a store is that the entity behind the counter is also a person. I have a family and a whole bunch of bills. I don't work in the store because I am subhuman. I do it because I have to. Here are a few tips to make the transaction a little smoother.

Don't come up to the counter and say "gimme". If you do, I will use my magical powers to insure that the lotto tickets you buy are losers.

Don't stare at my tits. I quick glance is fine, but really, you men act like you have never seen a pair of boobies.

Don't ask me if I am reading Fifty Shades of Gray. I'm not and I don't want to discuss S&M with a fifty year old man dealing with his own yellowing shades of gray.

Don't linger in the store walking around staring at everything on the shelves for more than 10 minutes. I think some people are completely baffled by the concept of a convenience store. If you need help, just ask. I will be happy to inform you where we keep the unhealthy menu options for your last minute dinner plans.

Do bring your ID if you are buying cigs, booze, or lotto. I get it, you are a superstar in your little social circle and everyone knows how old you are. Sadly, I still have to card you if I don't know you. Tell you what, you give me the $1000 up front to cover the fines and lost sales for selling to you while underage and I'll look the other way. If not, don't be a douche to me because I am actually doing my job.

Don't ask me what tickets are "hot". If I knew that I wouldn't be working for minimum wage in this shit hole.

Let's work together to make this transaction a little smoother. I want to help you, I really do

Freakin Weekend

I haven't blogged in a while. I don't think I am the only one who thinks blogging is a little pointless. Sometimes I feel that it is just a self serving way to get attention. But, some people have been asking for dating stories. Guess what?! I don't have any! If you know me, you know I have been out of work for the last two months. At this point, finding a job is my main focus. I have dabbled with dating. I had two scheduled dates last week. Guess how many dates I actually went on last week? NONE! Here's why.



I meet one guy online and we went out on a date two weeks ago. He was really nice and a great kisser. The problem was that he texted me constantly. When I didn't reply right away I would get second and third texts asking why I hadn't responded to the first text. This is a classic sign of controlling behavior. This is a technique used by men and women to fast track a relationship and create a false closeness that doesn't exist yet. Let's face it, after one 3 hour date you can't possibly know someone so well that you think it's ok to send text after text asking where are you, what are you doing. I am seeing this more and more. This is a warning sign and it should be taken seriously.



The second guy is an Army recruiter. He is a nice guy. Not a super good looking guy, but he had a nice personality, so I figured what the hell. We made plans a week in advance and I confirmed the date the day before. About an hour before I was supposed to meet him he told me that a bunch of other people were going to join us, including his sister. I went into a panic. I like people, I really do. I consider myself out going, but even I have my limits! I think it was pretty thoughtless of him not to tell me this information in advance. I politely bowed out of the date even though I was completely dressed and literally getting ready to leave the house when he texted (yes texted) me this information. My dream date does not include my dates sister.



I used to be the girl who would go out on a date just to get out and meet new people. Now I am the girl who would rather spend time with good friends and family. I had a fantastic weekend doing just that.