My friends and I saw How to Train Your Dragon tonight; it was freaking fantastic. Not just the story (why did everyone but the main characters have an accent? What, can't Americans take an accented main character?), but the animation and the little details thrown in, like barnacles on the boats ... It was fabulous and I'm in love. :)
Speaking of love, we walked out and passed two guys, a thicker one in a white shirt and a skinnier white guy with no beard and no shirt on, who had a cross tattooed on his chest. I was in my abaya, floral black hijab, and cowboy boots. We passed each other and he says, "Assalamu alaikum" to me. Of course I replied, "Wa alaikum as-salam," because that's only polite, but I was puzzled and thrilled at the same time. I looked back at him a couple times, and told my friends, "That was awesome!" Then I looked back again and he was looking at me, and smiled and waved, so I grinned and waved back. I mean, I'm not saying that white guys can't be Muslim (dude, Ms. Whitey McWhiteypants, here), but I really doubt the guy was Muslim, and just the fact that a semi-gangsta-looking dude with a cross on his chest would know the Muslim greeting and say it, was freaking awesome.
So we piled into the car (I scratched my eyeball this morning, somehow, so John was chauffeuring and Kim was in the front seat, and I was in the back) and pulled out, and the guys had turned around and were walking the direction we were heading. Kim offered to roll the window down and whistle at him for me, and offer me for 40 camels, but I told her not to. He was really cute, though, and kept looking at me and smiling, and waved again. So I smiled and waved back.
It was a great experience; I'm not complaining. It was just way out of the blue, you know? :D
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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
Some things.
Being off on Saturdays is kinda cool. Leaving my phone at Dimple Records? Not so cool. At all.
Nothing interesting happened this week. I made some new friends. We chatted about religion, and philosophy, and the fact that dolphins are evil and we should eat them. :P It was postulated (some say by me ... some may or may not be lying) that Hitler was also evil, and so we should also eat Hitler. And lions are assholes.
Really, the entire animal kingdom is a horrible, horrible place. And should be eaten.
Hey, it was funny in the wee hours of Friday morning. Or Saturday morning. I don't remember; my days tend to blur together.
I tried to get my friend Nick to elope with me on Saturday. Didn't work. We played the Old West Munchkin until 4am, instead. :D
I saw the new Freddy Krueger movie on Friday! It was much in the way of awesomeness. My CD/DVD drive stopped working, also, so I got really mad and bought a Mac. Should be here between Wednesday and next Tuesday. Please, God, have it be Wednesday.
It's 7:30am. Dimple opens at 10am. Class starts at 10am. I'm going to see a movie at 7:30pm, then work from 10pm-6am.
Sleep. It's for thesane weak.
Nothing interesting happened this week. I made some new friends. We chatted about religion, and philosophy, and the fact that dolphins are evil and we should eat them. :P It was postulated (some say by me ... some may or may not be lying) that Hitler was also evil, and so we should also eat Hitler. And lions are assholes.
Really, the entire animal kingdom is a horrible, horrible place. And should be eaten.
Hey, it was funny in the wee hours of Friday morning. Or Saturday morning. I don't remember; my days tend to blur together.
I tried to get my friend Nick to elope with me on Saturday. Didn't work. We played the Old West Munchkin until 4am, instead. :D
I saw the new Freddy Krueger movie on Friday! It was much in the way of awesomeness. My CD/DVD drive stopped working, also, so I got really mad and bought a Mac. Should be here between Wednesday and next Tuesday. Please, God, have it be Wednesday.
It's 7:30am. Dimple opens at 10am. Class starts at 10am. I'm going to see a movie at 7:30pm, then work from 10pm-6am.
Sleep. It's for the
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
I'm back!
Not that it was obvious I was gone, but my computer cord finally died completely on me. But, I have a new one, yay!
So ... They took me off Saturdays and switched me to Mondays; two extra hours, and I'll be alone, so way more tips.
Dude! This crazy-ass lady came in the week before last, all hopped up on meth or something. She was happy, for the most part, but screaming and hollering really loudly. Kept yelling "ASSALAMU ALAIKUM!" at me, and saying the Pledge of Allegiance at me (pro-tip: "the Flag" and "under God" were never part of the original Pledge. And it was written by a fascist - and a commie wrote "This Land is Your Land." Trufax) and saying I needed to find Jesus. After trying to calm her down, we finally called the cops, and she got PISSED and started screaming "ASSALAMU ALAIKUM, BITCH!" at me as some customers pushed her out of the restaurant. I told the customers later that I had Jesus. And Abraham. And Noah. And Moses. And Muhammed. They were like Pokemon; you had to catch 'em all! That brought laughs.
Then she came BACK, and asked for the belt she'd left, and when I'd handed it to her, told the customers still there that she really wished they hadn't let me touch her belt. Then she went outside and told on me to the cops who were coming in to eat.
Yeah. Interesting.
And last Sunday, rather than working the 5-9 I was scheduled, I volunteered to stay 'til 10 for Mondo. So, yeah, as I was leaving at midnight ... No, really. The late-night cook apparently told one manager that he wouldn't be in 'til 12, but didn't tell the on-duty manager, and didn't get anyone to cover the two hours we wouldn't have a cook. Kulwinder stayed 'til 10:30, but Jeff was PISSED, especially when Loc rolled up and sat in his car until midnight, despite me being Ms. Messenger between them, trying to get Loc to come in. I don't know what happened with all that, but I'm sure I'll hear about it.
By the way, Iron Man 2 was FREAKING AWESOME. :P
Oh, ugh, this guy I was semi-involved with before I converted came in on Sunday, too. He would disappear for at least a month, if not more, then pop back into my life --- never answering texts, or voice-mails; just nothin'. Then, the ONE TIME my phone was off when HE called ME, suddenly HE "felt abandoned." Right. Who treated whom like a one-night stand, asshole? And YOU feel abandoned? Right. So rather than tell him, "You know, after the way you treated me in December, I don't think it's a good idea to give you my number again," I gave him my number. But that's what I'll say if he ever calls or texts me. I erased his number from my phone, anyway.
Jerk.
So ... They took me off Saturdays and switched me to Mondays; two extra hours, and I'll be alone, so way more tips.
Dude! This crazy-ass lady came in the week before last, all hopped up on meth or something. She was happy, for the most part, but screaming and hollering really loudly. Kept yelling "ASSALAMU ALAIKUM!" at me, and saying the Pledge of Allegiance at me (pro-tip: "the Flag" and "under God" were never part of the original Pledge. And it was written by a fascist - and a commie wrote "This Land is Your Land." Trufax) and saying I needed to find Jesus. After trying to calm her down, we finally called the cops, and she got PISSED and started screaming "ASSALAMU ALAIKUM, BITCH!" at me as some customers pushed her out of the restaurant. I told the customers later that I had Jesus. And Abraham. And Noah. And Moses. And Muhammed. They were like Pokemon; you had to catch 'em all! That brought laughs.
Then she came BACK, and asked for the belt she'd left, and when I'd handed it to her, told the customers still there that she really wished they hadn't let me touch her belt. Then she went outside and told on me to the cops who were coming in to eat.
Yeah. Interesting.
And last Sunday, rather than working the 5-9 I was scheduled, I volunteered to stay 'til 10 for Mondo. So, yeah, as I was leaving at midnight ... No, really. The late-night cook apparently told one manager that he wouldn't be in 'til 12, but didn't tell the on-duty manager, and didn't get anyone to cover the two hours we wouldn't have a cook. Kulwinder stayed 'til 10:30, but Jeff was PISSED, especially when Loc rolled up and sat in his car until midnight, despite me being Ms. Messenger between them, trying to get Loc to come in. I don't know what happened with all that, but I'm sure I'll hear about it.
By the way, Iron Man 2 was FREAKING AWESOME. :P
Oh, ugh, this guy I was semi-involved with before I converted came in on Sunday, too. He would disappear for at least a month, if not more, then pop back into my life --- never answering texts, or voice-mails; just nothin'. Then, the ONE TIME my phone was off when HE called ME, suddenly HE "felt abandoned." Right. Who treated whom like a one-night stand, asshole? And YOU feel abandoned? Right. So rather than tell him, "You know, after the way you treated me in December, I don't think it's a good idea to give you my number again," I gave him my number. But that's what I'll say if he ever calls or texts me. I erased his number from my phone, anyway.
Jerk.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
The most amazing thing, EVER.
I'm making a web kiosk in Flash class. It is beyond amazing, I tell you. I'll post it somewhere when I'm done.
Anyway, what happened last week at work? I know you want to know. So I'll tell you!
Tuesday I went to get my paycheck, showed up, and Jeff and Ricardo ask if I'd gotten their message. I was like, "Lolwut? Message? Haha, nice one." And then I worked from 6-10. Now, I'm not saying I'm a shift-whore. No, that would involve me seeking out shifts. I prefer the term shift-pimp, as that implies that I let the shifts come to me. I also never say no. This metaphor's rapidly falling apart.
Wednesday I went with two friends to the dollar moves (I remember when they were a dollar, darn it! ONE FREAKING DOLLAR!) and saw Tooth Fairy. Dwayne Johnson, I love you. He is hilarious, I say. Hilarious. ^_^
Thursday I worked. Nothing really happened. At least, not that I can remember. ARGH! I remember! I got pulled over for my tags being expired! And I got a TICKET! The officer told me it wasn't a fix-it ticket, either. Moooooore on that below.
Anyway, what happened last week at work? I know you want to know. So I'll tell you!
Tuesday I went to get my paycheck, showed up, and Jeff and Ricardo ask if I'd gotten their message. I was like, "Lolwut? Message? Haha, nice one." And then I worked from 6-10. Now, I'm not saying I'm a shift-whore. No, that would involve me seeking out shifts. I prefer the term shift-pimp, as that implies that I let the shifts come to me. I also never say no. This metaphor's rapidly falling apart.
Wednesday I went with two friends to the dollar moves (I remember when they were a dollar, darn it! ONE FREAKING DOLLAR!) and saw Tooth Fairy. Dwayne Johnson, I love you. He is hilarious, I say. Hilarious. ^_^
Thursday I worked. Nothing really happened. At least, not that I can remember. ARGH! I remember! I got pulled over for my tags being expired! And I got a TICKET! The officer told me it wasn't a fix-it ticket, either. Moooooore on that below.
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