So, it's ages since I made a journal entry. Why? I guess I'm just not that interesting.
It's been a stupid day.
First off, the stupid b***h in the shop. Now this is not any normal b***h, this is grade A superbitch. She's rude, incredibly ignorant, mistreats customers for kicks, and ACTUALLY REFUSES TO LET ME SPEAK IN THERE BECAUSE I'M APPARENTLY A CHILD. And children should "know their place" and speak when spoken to. Now, I don't know about anywhere else, but here in the good ol' U of K I've legally been an adult for 8 months and 21 days. I don't like censorship in any situation, and I sure as hell ain't gonna let this b***h push me around when I'm a paying customer, just because I'm younger than her botox-injected droopy self.
Now, I'd been asked by my mum to just ignore her so as to not cause trouble, and this made a fair bit of sense. So I had been. I'd been polite and courteous to her even when she'd been a snide and crawling cockroach. And then I go in there the other day, and what happens? She's in there, with her s**t-for-brains husband, OPENLY TALKING ABOUT WHAT A LITTLE s**t I AM. Slagging me off to my face. And when I responded, I got repeated death threats from her fat braindead ******** of a spouse, and got hounded out of the shop. Last I looked, threatening to kill your customers was not good for business.
And it gets better. The whore was working in there today, and when I politely pointed out that I didn't want to receive any further threats from her or her family, she went all out on me. In front of several customers. She called me every name under the sun, threw numerous more threats of grievous bodily harm my way and came out with phrases that made me feel physically sick. And then later on, SHE TURNS UP ON OUR DOORSTEP WITH HER TROLL OF A HUSBAND TO DO IT SOME MORE. The English language is simply not descriptive enough to give an idea of her savagery without repeating her words, and I'm not going to do that. My mum and I simply stood there and smiled and politely asked them to leave, over and over and over again. She kept telling me just how dead I was, and how I was just trying to make her leave out of spite, and all sorts of other ridiculous things, and we just stood and smiled.
And you know the REALLY funny thing? The absolute rofl moment?
It's our shop.
And she thinks I need to make her leave. She's about to find out she hasn't got any choice. lol
...yeah, says it all about today really. In fact, I'm not sure I can be bothered to give voice to any of the other stupid moments from today. It didn't really get any better from there, up until the point where Kayla's power suddenly returned. <3
It's been a stupid day.
First off, the stupid b***h in the shop. Now this is not any normal b***h, this is grade A superbitch. She's rude, incredibly ignorant, mistreats customers for kicks, and ACTUALLY REFUSES TO LET ME SPEAK IN THERE BECAUSE I'M APPARENTLY A CHILD. And children should "know their place" and speak when spoken to. Now, I don't know about anywhere else, but here in the good ol' U of K I've legally been an adult for 8 months and 21 days. I don't like censorship in any situation, and I sure as hell ain't gonna let this b***h push me around when I'm a paying customer, just because I'm younger than her botox-injected droopy self.
Now, I'd been asked by my mum to just ignore her so as to not cause trouble, and this made a fair bit of sense. So I had been. I'd been polite and courteous to her even when she'd been a snide and crawling cockroach. And then I go in there the other day, and what happens? She's in there, with her s**t-for-brains husband, OPENLY TALKING ABOUT WHAT A LITTLE s**t I AM. Slagging me off to my face. And when I responded, I got repeated death threats from her fat braindead ******** of a spouse, and got hounded out of the shop. Last I looked, threatening to kill your customers was not good for business.
And it gets better. The whore was working in there today, and when I politely pointed out that I didn't want to receive any further threats from her or her family, she went all out on me. In front of several customers. She called me every name under the sun, threw numerous more threats of grievous bodily harm my way and came out with phrases that made me feel physically sick. And then later on, SHE TURNS UP ON OUR DOORSTEP WITH HER TROLL OF A HUSBAND TO DO IT SOME MORE. The English language is simply not descriptive enough to give an idea of her savagery without repeating her words, and I'm not going to do that. My mum and I simply stood there and smiled and politely asked them to leave, over and over and over again. She kept telling me just how dead I was, and how I was just trying to make her leave out of spite, and all sorts of other ridiculous things, and we just stood and smiled.
And you know the REALLY funny thing? The absolute rofl moment?
It's our shop.
And she thinks I need to make her leave. She's about to find out she hasn't got any choice. lol
...yeah, says it all about today really. In fact, I'm not sure I can be bothered to give voice to any of the other stupid moments from today. It didn't really get any better from there, up until the point where Kayla's power suddenly returned. <3
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