So I was sick all week.

I finally had work again Thursday. It was horrible and I wanted to quit. People just yelled at me all day because like 3 bosses all told me three different ways to do things so I'd always get yelled at for doing it wrong. Then I went out with Scott and Pat and met up with Shaun and Shawn and Templeton and then was miserable the entire night. I felt dumb.

Today I went to work and screwed up alot of sandwhiches, and even made the owner mad enough to say "What the fuck are you doing". So I left work after my shift and went to Shoprite. I found out that none of the managers that knew/liked me work there anymore. I had expected to walk in, go upstairs, talk to Ryan DeBonis or Pat Bergman and start working Monday. But now Ginny, a manager I never really talked to, is in charge of that stuff. The woman at the info desk told Ginny I worked there before over the phone, but I still had to fill out an application. So I did. And I ran into Ms Gellar-Clarke. Then I went to Roly Poly and quit. I'll go back in a few days for my money.

And now I'm unemployed again.

I went home and did nothing, then fell asleep. Then Pat picked me up, and we and Kathryn went to the Cherry Hill Mall where she and I fist fought. Then we went and saw The Day After Tomorrow and it was not a good movie. Then we got in the car and Kathryn let out a blood-curdling scream when she saw the weird ugly fish sticker-thing that she put on Pat's window, and that single moment was better than the entire movie. Then we dropped her off, she threw her almost-eaten gobstopper at my ear and it hurt, so I chased her and kicked her ass, and then Pat dropped me off. And that was that.