Sunday, Sept. 01, 2002

poor boy, poor me

poor boy, poor me

Gosh it is already September. Damn time goes by fast. Pretty sad when the way you remember that Labor Day is coming up is by your work going "we're going to be busy tomorrow because of Labor Day." Yep it took all through today for me to realize that tomorrow is some national holiday. But I am not affected by it in any way. I still have to go to work, and I still have to go to school. I have school because I only have it on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I have work because they only close the store 2 times a year, Christmas and Thanksgiving. Yep, I am in no way affected by this holiday for the first time in my life. All through school, from age 5 to age 19 I was affected. Age 20 nada, zilch, nothing gets in the way of my day to day activities.

It makes me sad how you can know someone and then one day when he leaves you know you are never going to see this person again. This happened to me today. At work this nice boy got fired. And that is exactly what he was, a boy, he was only 16 or 17 years old. I felt so bad for him. I hate seeing people cry especially when they are young and don't know much. He had tears in his eyes as he clocked out from work. All he did was a little cute salute and I asked "are you fired" and he shook his head yes. He was so funny and I probably won't ever see him again. I mean he has no reason to go over there, I know I wouldn't after I got fired. And I also felt bad for my manager. She said "ya'll have no idea how hard my job is." I could only imagine how it feels to know that that kid has to go home and tell his parents that he got fired. And it was because of her, she called the main manager up who came over and fired him. It was so sad. She couldn't even do it herself. Then again, who could blame her?

Well my friend Mimi finally got herself a job. I hooked her up where I work (which I think will need a lit of help now). I'm happy she is working. I just don't think she likes it very much. Just isn't her cup of tea.

Some people are like that. Fast food just isn't for them. I guess that is all I am used to. And compromising yout values are very important when you need some money, you know?

Well, I am gone all day every day. I never get a full day of rest. I am gone all day all the time. If I don't work, I go to school. And with that note, I am tired as hell. So until next time...