Part Seventy-Nine

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I am going to be taking down the story Just Wait Till Friday soon BUT you can still read it because I published it as an ebook on amazon under the title, What Happened On Friday. Or you can just search Simone Frazier and What Happened On Friday and Extraordinarily Ordinary my two books available for purchases should come up.

In other news, we're going to have story time with Simone.

(I know this is not an update, and it's been a while but I've been dealing with a lot of shit, so I thought I'd share some of it and some life hacks I've learned.

Life Hack #1 DO NOT! EVER! TRY AND OVERDOSE ON MIDOL! (It makes you feel like shit at first and then the next day you're just high) (which is not fun especially you just laugh at everything like a nutcase entertaining the hack out of the guy you think is cute at work)

Life Hack #2 Advil are NOT Ibuprofen apparently you're not supposed to take like 10 in twenty-four hours.

Life Hack #3 Don't faint at work.

Which brings us to story time....

Once Upon a time (Friday)

In a faraway place (McDonalds)

There lived a moron (Me)

So, to set the scene. I was on my period and had THE WORST CRAMPS EVER I'm taking you just ate a seven course meal then went sprinting, devil piercing your insides with his pitch fork, repeatedly being punched in the guy by Dwayne The Rock Johnson with brass knuckles on kind of cramps.

And I couldn't take any pills because I'd taken too many the same before, and when I'm surfing the crimson wave I always feel super nauseous, so add that to the mix.

Now if that weren't bad enough I was at work where the air conditioning was broken so the whole place was hotter than the fryer AND if all of that weren't shit enough I was working an eight hour shift and my boss, (we'll call him A, pretty Little liars style) didn't give me a break.

So there I am, dressed in my thick hot uniform in a hot stuffy building, working like a dog, without having had anything to eat or drink all day, when it hits me, like a wrecking ball, "Simone, this is your conscious speaking, or your brain? Your heart? This is Simone Simone not to alarm you or anything but you're about to pass the fuck out."

But here's the thing, I was in charge of bagging up all the food because A was counting money so I couldn't stop and take a chill pill so I kept working,.

Which I realized was a mistake when my brain shut off and I dropped a shake on my shoes and would have fallen into the scalding hot fry oil, had another guy, (we'll call him Prince Charming because he saved the day) caught me.

Now I'm going to be real with you, having a guy hold you up might seem all hot and New Romanticsish and what not, but it's not, it's awkward, and you're slipping and his arm is kind of on your boob, but you're not there so that's not the issue, but you're like dude, that's my boob.

But anwaywhoosie, Prince Charming starts yelling for A, so then everyone and their brother comes running and that's all I remember until I woke up being held up onto some weird office chair thing.

Then they made me go sit down and A was really nice and asked if I was okay and stuff and I thought that was the end of it.

BUT NO!

So, the next day I go to work and all the guys (Of course they all have to be cute AF) and the like two girls that work with me on the dude ranch, kept coming up to me, like "We heard you fainted! A told everybody!"

And then, one of the girls told me that he posted it about it on Facebook.

Okay, so me and A aren't friends on facebook and he posted....

Why do people always have to pass out on my shift?

Like, my bad, I'm sorry I lost consciousness, how rude of me!

But that wasn't the worst part, he got like 10 likes on his post from people I don't know and a bunch of comments saying things like...

"It's because all she eats is lettuce."

"Pics or it didn't happen."

"XD"

"I'm dying! Great response!"

And other shit like that

And not only that, but when someone asked who it was that fainted, he straight up told them my name which is not only rude AF but ILLEGAL!

And I found out he posted that 8 minutes after it happened. I wasn't even okay yet. I was sitting in a booth shaking, dropping the water they gave me and trying to talk right by myself while he was around the corner posting that.

So that happened, so I've been very hurt because I like A so it's just kind of shitty that he'd talk about me behind my back like that.

End Of Story

In other news, The guy I went golfing with is a total douche and I can't stand him and for those of you wondering, he's 21 and I'm 18 which isn't too big of an age difference, but I have the body of a 14 year old and he's built like a man, so it's weird.

And in other news! Halsey will be making an appearance in the upcoming chapters.

I'll update for real tomorrow. Sorry for the wait, and thank you guys for reading <3

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