A couple days later I started looking for a new job. I had been unemployed for almost 2 weeks now AND I NEED MONEY TO LIVE. I go on my crappy ass 5 year old mac and look for a part time job online. UGGGGH I hate job searching. Ashling runs from her bedroom crying. She lays next to me and nuzzles her head into my arm. "WHATS WRONG ASHLING!?!" She looks up at me sobbing. She explained between sobbs that her boyfriend broke up with her over the phone because he found someone else and was in love. I'm gonna kick his ass.
I call Mikey. He's the one person I know that can chear her up just by being here. He finally gets here and while hes walking in I'm walking out. This little punk ass kid thinks hes gonna hurt my best fucking friend with out any karma. NOPE. BOOM BITCH HERE COMES KARMA!! I go straight to his apartment. I knock, very impatiantly. I don't like waiting for fuckboys. He finally answers. I automatically start screaming, "WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE ASHLING ACTUALLY LIKED YOU, YOU LITTLE DICK FACE, SHE ISNT JUST SOME DOLL THAT YOU CAN THROW AROUND...BLAH BLAH.....BLAH BLAH....BLAH" I was really suprised with his reaction. He just sorta took it. I eventually stopped and he looked up at me, on the brink of tears and said "I'm truly sorry" and closed his door. I know I might sound like a bitch right now ecspecially after I say this. I'm sort of sorry for him. IJUST SCREAMED IN HIS FACE. But he deserved it. He slowely closed his door and I walked away and I finnally bring myself to walk full speed. I'm still pissed at him. I have mixed emotions right now. I feal like hugging Ashling and eating ice cream with her but I also feel like apoligizing for screaming but I'm not going to because then karma did't do it's job.
I finally get home and Ashling isn't crying anymore. Micheal and her are ssitting there eating ice cream and watching the Don't Stop music video on Micheal's phone. Michael is cringing and Ashling is laughing her ass off. Her eyes are all puffy and red from crying but shes laughing so I guess shes okay. I set down my phone on the table and go straight to the fridge. "Are you guys hungry?" I didn't if they ate already but it's past diner time now. They both say "YES" and come over toward the fridge. We end up making hamburger helper that was actually pretty good.
Three twenty year olds, eating hamburger helper, barely talking, one of them just cryed the tears out of herself, the other is a punk star thats way sweeter than he looks, and then then theres me. Sometimes I wonder how we all got here. Child hood freinds all STILL friends, I find that sorta cool. At one point none of us liked each other, when we were in the 3rd grade some kids were bullying Micheal so me and Ashling, we were standing at our bus stop, saw this happening and went over there to help him out. At first Micheal was shy but then he was really nice. We all lived in the same neihborhood and we were best friends. We would all go through the woods and just walk around on the weekends. One time we even made a tree front. My mom didn't like it though, it barely had a ground. Our memories make me smile. Thinking of all the things we did together as children. Every time I was laughing or smiling makes me smile now.
When I finally snap out of my "childhood memory" trans I realize that I'm smiling. Also Micheal is staring at me like I'm a lunitic and I sort of feel like one right now. It's almost 11 so I offer for Mikey to spend the night. He gratefuly agrees and I fold out the couch and bring a couple blankets and pillows for him.
I wake up not remembering if I even fell asleep. I was on the fold out couch. The last thing I remember is eating. Mikey is in the kitchen making something that smells good. I get up feeling really light headed and I have a head ache. Mikey hands me a plate of food. He sits down at the table and I follow him. "What happened last night?" I ask. "You ate, offered me to spend the night, and then fell asleep watching TV." he explained. "Sorry" I feel bad now. He laughs "It's fine, actually It's sorta funny you sleep walk, I woke up in the middle of the night to you banging your head against the fridge, I didn't know what to do."
Today is going to be a boring day. I have to go online and try and find a job. Ugghggg I hate doing this its so nerve racking. Job after job after job. I eventuallt decide to go to the super market. I need a few things. I got milk, diner, and strawberries. When I got home it was already almost diner time so I started cooking. I was making chicken and pasta with a yummy creamy sauce. I chopped up the chicken, made the pasta, cooked the chicken, made the sauce (harder than it sounds), and mixed it all up. It was really good. It was just me and Ashling tonight, I don't know why I thought Mikey would stay here all day just to eat diner with us and spend the night.
It's almost 9am. I've been awake for almost 2 hours now waiting for a phone call. Buzz. FINALLY. I answer my phone to a woman. "Hello, This is Clara, I have some news for you today. Now I'm gonna skip the crap, because you have probably been anticipating this for a while so here we go. First of you got the job. You can start on Monday. Yay congragulations! Second, we do have dress code just dress appropriately. Third, if I were you I would were relatively comfortable shoes, you'll be walking a lot." The last one confused me. It's a bartending job, I won't be walking a lot. Oh well.
Its Monday. I'm so fucking scared. I'm wearing black dress pants a white tank top and a grey cardigan. With relatively comfortable black 1 inch heels. My hair is up in a low pony. And I look cute. I walked there because it was right around the corner frome were I live and walk in. It's a nice place, a little restraunt with a nice bar. And I mean nice, reeeaaal nice. I am greeted by the girl that interveiwed me a few days ago. She shakes my hand and shows me around. The place is sort of big but not big enought to be walking around a lot. There is about 10 tables lining the windows and the bar was parrellel with the tables. There was about 3 feet between the two. I like it there, it smells nice (concidering its a bar) and its very spacious.
My first day was amazing. I was a bartender, and I served more than I thought I would. I guess I forgot it was Saturday to all the football fans came to watch the game. It was alot of fun. I almost got $200 in tips. THATS AMAZING! I came home to Ashling cooking. She was making lasagna, yum. After we ate we were both sort of tired so Ashlig and I watched TV for a while and crashed.
