this is how i will be fired

one day, maybe not anytime soon, but one day for sure, someone's gonna give me the ol' "up and down", with their eyes settling happily on my chest while i'm asking them if they need help, and i will deck them in their smug fucking face. 

i understand that, as a decently attractive woman with a rather large rack, dudes are gonna check me out. it happens all the time. but i do appreciate some discretion, guys. just because i'm a lowly retail peon and i "can't do anything" about the situation, doesn't mean i don't notice when you fail to look me in the face and show me some respect. also doesn't mean i won't give you a major attitude and avoid you for the rest of the time yr in my store, or possibly even deck you in yr smug face if you do it on the wrong day. this job is okay, yeah... but it's just okay. i don't need it that badly.

oh, and also... to the mental patient who needed get rich or die trying oh so badly: don't go off on me because we don't have it. don't make my manager, who is busy, come and look for it for you because i couldn't find it. when i tell you the computer is not showing that any copies are available, don't lose yr temper with me and yell, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T HAVE IT!" prompting my manager to come over again to tell you the computer doesn't lie. dude, the CD's not that good. go download it or something... i'm sure fiddy don't need yr money.

recent picks for the stereo:

mogwai - come on die young

the jackson 5 - anthology