honestly whenever I dreamwidth its just for piles of ranting about the last month or couple of days or whatever I want to talk about. so basically work has been going good, but its only fun when I work the week because my favorite coworker works that day. she got sad when I told her I didn't have a shift and said she likes working with me. shes a funny little white woman who swears a lot and I love it. anyway, yesterday we worked like dogs: we had to bring in trays upon crates of vegetables and flowers in, and there was no room to put them in order for customers to be able to walk around. we were aggravated because our other coworker, who wasn't staying until closing like we do, didn't bother to help us and made us finish his task (which was just printing labels and it took like 5 seconds). then, we had to cover all the flowers in burlap, and it kept getting in our eyes and we got all fucked up. Then, when we thought we were free, our supervisor told us we had to cover the vegetables outside too, and since the gate is closed we have to do an entire lap around the building. better yet, no more burlap was left, so we had to use this other shit that kept getting blown away by the wind, and we were so aggravated because it was a minute before we could leave so we just half-assed it and we went home.
and today, I usually pick my friend up to take her to school with me, but we were both running late, and ironically today one of the parking lots is closed so I was pissed. luckily, there were 'no parking' spots and one kid slid in. I was trying not to but there was a perfect amount of room that I just slid in that bitch so fucking perfectly, especially since there was a lot of cars around us which made it super tight, and I was in there like swimwear. I was like a centimeter away from hitting the gate, it was so close to my car when I parked but I finessed it (I'm hoping I don't get towed for blocking the gate but this is bullshit how they sprung this up on us with no warning.) i'm proud of myself but I have this lingering anxiety about being towed, yet my friends were reassuring me I was fine, and its not like they'd have room to tow me anyway.
now, i'm heading to class and my 'friend' (who is literally ableist and a bitch) barrels in front of me to scan in for class, saying 'if you have a code I'm going' (in reference to typing it, and even if I did I usually type that shit fast). and I show her my card and tell her, "I have my ID right here, you dick!" and now shes sulking.