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auntie anne should be killed
2003-07-28 at 2:49 p.m. did i mention how much i hate work? because, i do. i hate it. i hate it more than anything, except possibly auntie anne herself. i hate her for having a big stick up her butt about the type of business she wants. and i hate snotty costumers, and the fact that im working three horrible days in a row. i hate the ugly blue shirts, and the stupid aprons, and my visor, and the smelly sneakers i wear. and i most of all hate that i have to work tonite, and that i must close like always. i hate closing. and you know what else sucks? i missed mitch's call yesterday because i was on my phone listening to old voice mails, and he called at just that moment. for some reason when someone calls when im on the other line or when im checking voice mail their number doesn't show up in the caller id. so i couldn't call back. and he never called back, and here i sit, again, waiting for him to call so i know if im going to north carolina. fuck me. and im bitter and unhappy, and most of all, im lonely. being mitchless is my least favorite thing in the entire world. blargh.
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