Song - Matt Anderson "When My Angel Gets the Blues"
Haha sooooo worst week ever. By far.
1. Monday from 8am-5:30pm I'm working at a camp where I'm creating video games with kids aged 9-13yr. Get home and the dog doesn't get along with my soon to be roommates german shepard dog.
2. Tuesday - I can't go to camp, instead I have to go to a STUPID training for food managers from 8am till 1pm. WASTE. OF. TIME. Eat at a really crappy restaurant for free, when we could have picked something else more delicious. When I get home the dog is growling at me. Past owner calls and says we should give her to the humane society. We do. I work for two hours at common grounds. I cut my finger tip OFF because I stuck it in the espresso grinder. Stupid. I am in pain. James freaks out and wants to quit. My roommate buys a bottle of wine. We get drunk.
3. Wednesday go back to camp. Finger hurts. I end up packing things for camp = lifting and moving things with a ruined Right Index finger. Mel put in her two weeks.
4. Thursday I sign the lease on the house on Fontaine with Emily and Jack. We can't decide who get's the crap room... looks like it's going to be me without a closet or a door. :( Then I find out that James quit that night. Just leaves the store. I'm broke.
5. Friday I'm still broke. Last day of camp. I'm exhausted. Go to the Emergency room to check on my finger. Wait for three hours. Get a shot in my right arm. HURTS LIKE HELL. Mom freaks me out. No one answers their phone to give me info about the insurance. I'm pissed. Roommate bought me a ticket to a movie for saturday night, but the family is coming. BUT it's her birthday so I have to go. Told Dad to be in Lex by 4pm.
6. Saturday I'm soooo tired. I go to work for a little while to catch up. I pack. I get my perscription for my finger. Arm hurts. Family still didn't leave somerset by 4pm when I HAD TO CALL THEM. I'm upset. I am crying at the drop of the hat. Take a nap with the phone in the car. Missed Dad and Mom calling me at 6pm. Then again at 7pm. They never came to the house. They ate without me for MY BIRTHDAY. Mom is angry with me?! They are awkward and give me presents on my front porch with my roommate and her friends inside 30min we had to leave for the movie. I'm crying and my feelings are hurt. I feel awkward. I can't open the presents. Mom gets mad. I can't stop crying. Dad says I can meet them at the hotel after the movie. I see toy story3. I call dad after it's done. The family is asleep. I get dissapointed even more. I can't stop crying. Dad told me that he would come by Common Grounds before they left in the morning.
7. Sunday. I open the store. SLOWEST SUNDAY EVER. It's Father's Day. I don't hear from Dad. I call and ask if they are going to say goodbye before they leave. They already left and are in Somerset. Never called me. On Fathers day. Fuck them. Jack comes by to help me. Thank god. Slowest day ever. No tips. People are rude. I'm exhausted. Never opened my presents. Don't even care anymore. Watched true blood with Jeanette and her fiancee. I need sleep.
