WHAT IS WRONG WITH HER!?!?!?



I don't understand why my mum is being soo moody towards me.



I get my ass in the door and mum asks me if we're going out shopping...

First of all..I'm still in my work clothes and mum is already at the door! Does she expect me to just go out like that? I mean I don't really care but she doesn't fuckin think sometimes!

I tell her that firstly I didn't get paid early so my pay wont be in the bank till after the shops have closed (which I was kind of expecting so I had told her yesterday that I wanted to go out on Thursday when it's late night trading)

and secondly, it was a Wednesday which meant that I gotta go out and do gym later on tonight.


She then goes to me...
"Well why did you suggest it yesterday?"

I DIDN'T BLOODY SUGGEST IT!!!! She was the one who insisted on it yesterday because it was her day off today... but not like that's any different to tomorrow anyway because she only works a half day anyway in the morning which means we will have more time to shop in the afternoon due to late trading... Fuck it she doesn't think sometimes.



But anyway she just looked at me real shitty and asked dad if he still wanted to go. So now they're out which means mum wont go with me tomorrow... stupid bitch always goin off at me for little fuckn things... I'm getting real sick of being bitched at all the time for minor things. If it was her in my position she would have done the same thing and told me she would want to go on a different day.

I don't wanna go straight from work, to shopping and straight to gym again... not only is that all in a row but I would be taking two trips to the same place as the gym is opposite the shopping centre.



O well, I still wana go out tomorrow because I wanna buy a jumper... and a few other things... I'll jus see if someone else wants to go with me BITCH!!



Hehe on a lighter note, I had a pretty good day at work.. No shitty customers and I think I greeted them all with a smile... something very rare from me cause normally when I get one shitty customer I end up treating them all like shitty customers...



Connie, this woman I work with in the morning is sooo good to work with.. I absolutely love her and despite the age difference we get along really really well. We talk about absolutely everything and we bitch to eachother about things that are going on and the atmosphere in the morning is jus sooo relaxed as the boss doesn't come in till about an hour and a half after we start.



This morning she called me a Mongrel Guts!!!



Haha I don't know why I found it (and still find it) funny....Mongrel Guts!!! It's just sooo strange...



Her mum always comes in for a coffee around 8:20 before she has to go to her work across the road and she's a doll.. She was upset and telling me this morning that she waited over an hour for football tickets yesterday only to be told that footballs in 3 weeks and not 2. haha you shoulda seen her face!! Classic!!



There's this other woman...Sandy that comes in like every second day.. She is the strangest, craziest old woman I have ever met. She will always jus have these little conversations with me where I normally dunno half of what she's going on about and so I'm awkwardly jus going
"yep, o really, cool, that's nice"

And it's like.... grrr I need to get back to work you're makin me burn the food haha.



The other day she was showin me her freakn electricity bill!! it was crazy!! for 2 months her bill came up to just over $16!!! What has she been living on? CANDLES??!?!?!

This morning she was reading me the freakn nutrition info from this packet of kangaroo meat or something.... yea... like I wanna kno what you're bloody eating!!



There is also this other lady that comes every tuesday or wednesday. She catche's a taxi to the shops but sometimes the taxi comes early so she ends up coming to the cafe first before she does her shopping..

It pisses the hell outta me because I have to stop cooking shit cause i have to make her her coffee.!!



I also hate it when the walker group comes in too!! They come in about once a month for coffees an shit but there's quite a few of them and i hate serving large tables as there is always a fuss and confusion about who wants what. It's like... you've each ordered you're own coffee but when I bring it over you act as if you've had a bout of amnesia...



I hate old people...