10:30p
I was hoping to come home tonight and post about meeting my friend Jon last night for the first time in 8 years. But every time I find a little bit of happiness, it gets ripped away from me.
Today was the day from hell.
I got no sleep last night. I was coming off a high from meeting Jon and being blown away by just how much we have in common, and how well we got along. But something wouldn't let me sleep. I could see just what was going to happen when I woke up the next morning. I tried to push that away and think positive. I woke up early, and got going.
Although Jessica was a bit late, as she overslept, I wasn't mad at her. After filling up my car, we headed out to Humble. My car was acting so strange; the stereo kept switching itself to Auxiliary, no matter what I did, it kept switching itself back. My cord was not plugged in, and hadn't even been in the car for a couple of days. I couldn't even play a CD. I was pissed, and about ready to rip out the stereo system myself.
Jessica and I went to Plato's, hoping to sell some of our clothes, and make some money. I had two pairs of jeans, a sweater, and two thermal shirts. Jessica had three bags of stuff. They took most all of her stuff, and she made a buttload of money. What did I get?
They took one shirt. One god damn shirt. For two fucking dollars.
They didn't take my sweater, which was in PERFECT condition, like-new, whereas I saw some clothes that looked like shit, with their faded shirts and clothes with marks on them, or even tears.
"We buy gently used brand-name clothes" my ASS.
I will never go there again. You pay nearly just as much for their re-sale stuff as you would in the stores.
I was pissed, and yes, a little jealous.
So Jessica and I headed to the mall. We looked in all of the stores. Jessica had some luck in a store with finding a nice sweater, but I guess I am just not made to wear clothes. I am too bony and skinny to wear stuff like Jessica does. Everything I tried on was too big, too tight, or too small. And yes, all of them in my size range. I was depressed because I want to wear stuff like girls my age do, and I have to be stuck with jeans and T-shirts, because that's all that will fit me. So sorry, sis, I really do have to look like a 12-year old, because I'm not made to wear clothes.
We walked around the mall, waiting out the worst of the rush hour traffic at this point. So we decided to go get a cookie and walk down to Starbucks and see if we could pick up wifi. Oh, cookie! You'll make me feel better after this shitty day I'm having, right?
We got to Starbucks and of course I had no wifi, so I lived vicariously through Jess who had it on her phone, and ate. I got up to go wash my hands, and there was a lady and her baby trying to wash their hands. An employee was in there, too, and I moved aside to let her pass. She didn't say 'excuse me', but I did sort of smile at her politely. I moved to the sink. The lady with her baby had to move to the first sink, because the other wasn't working. She said 'excuse me' and I let her by, and I smiled again. The employee comes back in and bitches me out saying 'such a nice smile. I'm glad I got to see it!' in the most sarcastic tone she could muster. Had the little baby not been in there, she'd have regretted that remark. This is why I carry my knife wherever I go. I wasn't sure who the bitch was talking to, but I remarked to the lady next to me about how people were weird. She shook her head in agreeance.
I walked back out and told Jessica, after we left the store. We should have walked back in and found a manager to complain to. We did try to call after we left the mall. Every number we tried was either a defunct number, the wrong location, or some recording on how I need to buy an iPad. My friend suggested I call cooparate or try to email. I will be doing just that. It's not right to get treated like that.
The stereo acting fine on the way back. That fucking bitch. But sitting at the light, when it was my turn to go, the car did nothing when I pushed the pedal down. The fuck! I have no idea what was going on with my car today.
We made it back in one piece, and Jessica and I chilled at my house watching the Restraunt Impossible show. It was nice to have that company and laugh at the end of the day. The highlight of my day was having Jessica there. She's a good friend, and I'm not sure what I did to deserve her. I don't feel like I deserve anything. I am just tired of being treated so poorly by people. I have a good attitude and I am nice to people, but I just get overlooked. I'm just tired of trying. Maybe it's better to have the bad attitude, because I do it so well. It may push people away, but only those who know me and know me well will stick around.
I am feeling in the worst mood right now. I just wish I didn't have to spend so much time alone. Someone to talk to and talk me out of whatever crazy thing I end up doing. Kinda like drinking, which I am doing right now. I need it after such a bad day. I want thiings to get better, I want to be the person everyone just gravitates to, smiles at, treats like everyone else.
For now though, I am just not in the mood. I jus hpe tings get better.
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