Showing posts with label awkward. Show all posts
Showing posts with label awkward. Show all posts

7.29.2009

So I had a bad day......

.....Today was a fackin' horrible day!!! =(

So I had to work today, which isn't different from my other days I open but the people pissed me off!!! First and foremost I am 32 weeks pregnant as of today. 8 weeks to go, thank the Lord. Secondly, it's 92 degrees outside but inside the mall it's the same. In case you forgot, I am a key holder/2nd assistant at Men's Wearhouse. During the week we are extremely short staffed and it leaves me closing and opening solo, when I shouldn't. What if I went into labor or some shit? Anyways, as soon as I open the gate to my store, I had men waiting to be measured and a couple waiting to register their wedding. I was by myself and wasn't due for help until 1pm when I been there since 930. Pissed off. So I been nonstop since opening. Next this bride to be came in demanding shit and being a smart ass. She had the nerve to try and be a smart ass and says "Must be a cool job that your manager allows you to wear dresses to work." I was wearing a long maxi dress and because I am pregnant the dress fits well. I snapped back "I am a manager, so yes it is." Shut her dumbass up. I also had a group of guys harass me today making sexual advances. I was heated and felt extremely disrespected. I am fucking PREGNANT! No I do not want your damn number. What is up with men thinking they can talk to a female any way. He even went as far as throwing a business card at me while I am working and then said "Must have that good-good to be pregnant!" WTF!!! Then it was a strange guy who kept walking pass my store who finally stopped and pointed at my boobs and was fucking moaning and shit. My manager just looked and thought it was funny. I was pissed off and cursed him smooth the FUCK out!!! My manager says "It's your fault! Guys like a pregnant body and va-jay-jay." No it isn't my fault. I don't give a damn if I was in this bitch naked, no man has the right to degrade or disrespect a female, especially when it is crystal clear she doesn't want to be bothered. So after being disrespected, sexually harassed, and busy as hell, a customer informed me he was awaiting his murder trial and needed a refund because he wont be needing his Tux. WTF! Oh and when it was time for me to clock out, my manager decided to go and get food so guess who stayed to watch the store? Yeah, I don't think I am coming back after maternity leave.......I am going on permanent break. I was too happy to be in my home with my Muffin.

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Breezi F

5.17.2009

Yeah, So Ummm.....

One thing I hate is to be put into awkward situations but that's life and at one time or another it is bound to happen. There's different types of awkwardness like meeting new people, saying something embarrassing, or being around people/person you've known forever and can't stand to look them in the face or say two words. That's kind of what happened today. With all the ahem, blogs floating around and he/say she say that's been going on between the group of friends/enemies this past week set the tone for it. Not going to details in depth but when I talk to my best friends mom about it, when she came to see why I went to be by myself, she said to me "Why can't you just be the bigger person and be friends?" That's what I heard from Trice, Doni & Heff, my close friends. Point blank, I am s t u b b o r n as a mule. I don't budge for much because that's just me or as many would say "You're just dramatic!" Half true. It gets to the point where people don't like to invite us to the same events or mention our names around one another without getting the "Mufasa" feeling (you know the Lion King when the Hyenias would say Mufasa name and shiver lol). I know people are getting quite tired of it because I know I am. So its like do I be the bigger person or do I jus continue to as its been? Dunno! But oh wells.....life goes on I guess.

Btw congrats to my boo Sidonia for graduating from Virginia State University c/o 2009. I'm proud of you boo!

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Breezi F.