mall hell

so no more then a few minutes after i signed off of my mall of america blog, i went into old navy w/ my sister. i tried on some short that i opted not to buy b/c of their nightmarish blue color and left them with the dressing room lackey.
so a minute or two later i turned around and saw another dressing room lackey pull the shorts i had tried on up over her skinny jeaned legs, with both legs through one of the shorts legs, just to show how big they were.
ouch.

yeah, that kind of smarts. i was pretty upset b/c, all of a sudden, what i had written just a few minutes before really was not paranoid at all. people are so horrible.
so what could i do? kick her skinny, working-at-old-navy-for-the-rest-of-her-life ass? nope. i called the store manager and she was PISSED!
i'm all about vengeance, folks.
vengeance. an interesting concept. making people pay for what they have done to hurt people. i'm not talking about capital punishment or anything like that, i'm just talking about how there are some truly horrible individuals (not just the brat at old navy) that i don't think really understand how much their cruelty and abuse fuck up a person.

what? was i ranting and raving? perhaps.
my hour lunch break is just about over. okay, my lunch break has been spent sitting on my couch. working at home is pretty cool, except sometimes couches take over and i end up watching crappy soaps i've not seen in ten years.

days of a our lives, for instance, you can not see for a decade, watch for five minutes and be totally caught up. nothing has really changed, except the women's faces have been pulled taut.

word.