Sam Cooke will save me

Today was okay. I went back to work after my week long suspension, and I damn near forgot how to run the fucking register. I was really glad when all of the regulars were happy to see me. They were all asking where I was and how I was doing.

And then she came in. The woman that got me suspended. Apparently she didn't like my "condescending" tone.

I can't fucking stand this woman. She's a thirty-seven year old single woman who got knocked up at some dive bar a couple of years ago. So she hates her kid, men, and her job as a oil changer at some backward ass gas station.

And to top it off?

She's googley eyed.

So she walks up th the counter with her Slim Jims and her gas station tampons. And the first thing she says is, "They let you come back? That's bullshit!"

So I had this, like, euphoric moment. It was intense. I kid you not, I lean up on the other side of the counter, so I'm directly in front of her with her googley eyes. And I say...

"Listen here you ho bunk, white trash, cunt. I don't care that you talk about me when you leave the store, and I don't care that you send in little petty complaints about my tone of voice. But the next time you decide yell at me in front of my co-workers, and my customers, in my fucking store, I will toss you outa here so fucking fast you'll see straight. Now get the fuck out."

She walked out the store crying.

But that didn't bring my day down, it just made it more awesome. And you wanna know what made my day more awesome? This girl started to talk to me again after a few weeks. We haven't spoken since my little mishap, and I was wondering if we'd ever speak again.

And you know what? Even though we're not together, I still like to think that she's the coolest gal I've ever met. She's one of my best friends, and even though she'll probably never read this, I still love her dearly. I've never met someone who has it all together like she does. She just has "it." And I wish I knew what "it" was. But I know she has "it."

And yea, I'm upset about it. Who wouldn't be? She was my first legit gal friend. Lemme mope a while will ya?

Anywhoozle...

Blablablabla...I don't want people telling me I'll find someone else. Boobooboo, it kinda has nothing to do with that. She was great, and her family was great, and her friends were great. Err..they still are, but you get my drift.

She's still a great person. She's gonna end up making a difference some day. And it's gonna be fucking awesome.

And if I don't stop now, I'll keep ranting about her. Because she's that fucking cool. You're just jealous.