BLARHHHH!!!! There goes my alarm clock ahhh its 5:15 in the morning, need. to. get. up. but I can't seem to get my body to move. My life sucks!!!!!!!. I finally get up and move to my shower in my beige colored, no personality, one room apartment. I turn on the shower and let the water run through my brown hair as it
plastered it to my back. Automatically I go through my daily routine brush my teeth eat a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch put on my waitress uniform a
white button down shirt, a boe tie, a checkered vest and a black simple skirt with my black BCBG flats . I had seized to cringe at my reflection in that uniform. I
grab my pink colored peace tote bag and headed out the door I saw it was 5:45 which meant I had 15mins to catch the 6:00 bus which was 2 blocks from
where I lived. I locked up the door and started power walking down the street on the bright side, I got a little exercise. I caught the bus as it was about to pull out.
I hate the bus. It is quite simple theory in my eyes the bus was a metal box filled with walking germs like men with the sweaty pits that always stood up and held on to
the cords and one whiff of their pits could make someone pass out or those who were sick but never call in and get snot all over you or the creepy old
men that always stare at you with milky eyes and let's not forget the loud mouths the ones that are on the phone or talking to someone next to them but you
could hear them all the way at the back of the bus. As I got in I noticed the bus was full SURPRISE!!!! Not . I noticed snorty at the corner of the bus he always
saved me a seat he was one of those twenty year olds that never seemed to grow out of their awkward teenage years he had red hair, a face too narrow and
ears too big , a nose full of freckles and a bad case of acne . Snorty always had a cold since the first day I rode the bus which was 3 months ago I didn't really know his name whenever I talked to him, which was rarely I just never addressed him just talked, as I walked towards him his face split into a wide grin.
"Good morning Jenny"
"Morning" I replied see what I mean " so how was your night?" not that I cared just trying to make conversation and he launched into an animated tale of how
he spent the Sunday night playing some game with his roommates. I zoned out and his voice became a distant hum in my ears.
I still can't believe I lived like this I went from a 10 bedroom mansion to a 1 bedroom APARTMENT, 6 credit cards with about $20,000 limits to 1 credit card with $1,000 limit, a range rover, a Ferrari, and a Mercedes to NO car at all. My name is Jennifer March but everyone calls me Jenny I used to live the life every girl wanted. I was shallow and only thought about myself, I was rude conceded, mean , and VERY obnoxious EVERYTHING had to go my way or no way. I was raised by nannies instead of a mom and I took full advantage of it I don't know how to do any work whatsoever besides shop I can't even do my own laundry I had someone who did everything for me my parents got sick of me after I spent my college money going on a shopping spree in Europe so they decided to cut me off oh and thanks MTV for giving my parents that idea you know that new show cut off I watch it just to laugh at the other over pampered princesses but the only difference is this is not a show, um its sort of MY LIFE and i don't get an allowance or a life coach so i just go back to being depressed.
My parents kicked me out when I came back from Europe about 4 months ago for a month I lived on selling my designer clothes and purses for money then ,I tried giving fashion advice at a department store I told a size 8 lady just because she sucked in her gut didn't mean she could fit in a size 6 she reported me to the manger and of course I got fired. I tried a bridal store and got fired for not letting a lady buy a Vera Wang dress like hell she didn't know the golden rule "you do not alter Vera to fit you, you alter yourself to fit Vera." So I was once again jobless. Just my luck.
I had so many downfalls and couldn't live in upper class Los Angeles but now I live lower class so low, even the lower class would call me lower class. I work at restaurant on the outskirts of downtown L.A it wasn't really a uppity restaurant but you could get a decent meal there once in a while and a decent tip.
"Jenny! "
"what!!" startled I noticed everyone turned to look at me and I cringed from the stares I looked out the greasy window and saw we were at my first stop near
Starbucks I thanked snorty for the seat and left careful not to touch anyone . I breathed in the coffee smell as I walked into Starbucks ahh . Home. By 6:30 I got a Grande
Caramel Macchiato paid and headed out the door I waited for fifteen minutes for a bus that would take me to my workplace I arrived at 7:02 and my boss Mr.
Spray goes
"Jennifer March! You are late" yea I was 2 minutes late but he hated me "strike 2! One more and you are out Miss March" he turned on his heel and left. I saw
Jason he was the only one in that restaurant I really talked to
"Mr. Spray giving you more trouble?"
I smiled " you know just the usual" he laughed and walked to pick up a tab. the thing about our boss Mr. Kelly is that whenever he yells or gets angry or
nervous he doesn't say it he sprays it so everyone calls him Mr. Spray. He never liked me because he thought I was spoiled which was not far from the truth
so to punish me he made me work in the kitchen, for the past 3 months I earned MINIMUM WAGE $8.00 per hour paid my bills on time and tried not to drown in debt I also
worked my ass off to be a waitress even though it's not the most appreciated job it earned me more money.$10.00 per hour. Yes! the highlight of my waitressing career Mr. Kelly never approved of me being a waiter but
his supervisor promoted me any way so now he is out to get me yea this was a normal day in my not so glamorous life.
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