I was grumpy and pretty spergy today. I knew it was going to happen the second I saw that the nighttime bartender was filling in for the day shift.
I'm not on bad terms with him at all, but he's doing the exact same goddamn shit done to me last year and the year before; going on about how all the tourist girls are asking where I am. God, all I ever hear are about the girls asking for me, but they ain't never around when I am… Really, you don't know how much I
wish I can just stop sperging about all this.
I then told my friend that if I could just make one wish, and actually have that wish come true, it wouldn't be to lose my virginity, it would be to instantly go on a vacation to either a ski resort, or my fantasy land of Fur Coats, Long Cigar holders, glittery makeup and Minks.
Then around 2PM I smoked a cigarette

to try and cheer myself up but then the bartender went on about "confidence" for the trillionth time (now if you want me to go on about confidence, perhaps I should just tell about my stories at the grocery store, where I drove forklifts through the aisles, maintained multiple storerooms including the tobacco and contraceptives, climbed onto the top of the deep freezer and was only around 18-21 years old, when being a virgin in the Bahamas WASN'T so bad) so I got more bitchy and spergy, ended up tripping down the steps a total of four times.
Then, right in the middle of the lunch rush, my mom calls about my car registration, which should have been done on the 1st of this month. She told the police man I'd be done with work at 4PM. WRONG. I dunno why she assumed like this, but now I gotta rearrange all this… I just hope the man actually understands that I'm gonna be coming tomorrow morning after the ferry.
Yeah, told you I was being real spergy today. Gonna go to the gym now to hopefully do some squats so I can feel better.