Tom YUM!
14hour shift last night with no proper break. are you fucking crazy? rachel zoe says
I love St. Albans because it is my home. It's where I grew up and I compare the rest of the world to it. I have so many memories here. I had no make up and wore my PJ pants today. I didn't feel self conscious at all. Then it hit me, home is not where you grew up, but a state of mind. Home is where you feel comfortable just being you. Love.
After i got home I had to get ready to head out into the city. I lay in bed for 20 precious minutes because my body still hurt from last night. I didnt think I'd wear my heels because my calves were mattered. but i did, It helped a little that I stretched. I whipped up something in 10 minutes and surprised myself with the final result. vman's waiting outside OFF WE GO!
i reached jwow. I drank me 2 glasses of sangria. i was lonely because I was by myself. I was waiting for cheese and helen. I spoke to Joey, our father-figure security guard. he was watching his car because he parked in a disabled spot and didnt wanna get fined! JOEY! I told him to move it, he said he was waiting for someone on Lt. Lonsdale to move their car.
as we were complaining about paying fines, some guys right infront of us started up their car! joey, without warning, cut our convo/stopped his job and held his hand out to the guys in a 'stop' motion. he asked the guys to not move yet, joey didnt wanna loose the park to someone else. The guys started up their cars when joey was ready to park. I helped him parallel park. Joey, from the drivers seat looked and said to me with the biggest smile:
UGH!
you could say im desparately looking for another job. need more money. gotta pay for things that im not used to e.g. bills, food, BUS MONEY and my fucking Metro fine for travelling on a concession card without having a valid concession card - it was expired exactly 17 days before my fine and i was in the literal process of getting it renewed! Swinburne stamped my application form on the 16th, i got fined on the 17th and i fully processed my card on the 18th. UGH! such fucking luck.
i love swearing.
today i woke up in pain and frustration. I finished work at 5am, slept at 6am and woke up at 2:30pm. i told bentot my tummy was rumbling. he asked me what my tummy was saying. i told him my tummy was saying
crispy skin chicken and tomato rice and taro ice blend
bentot said he would get ready and take me :) AW! he so sweet to me. last night, when me, helen and cheese were so obviously dead tired from work, vince came in and helped. he took the broom off me, and swept the floor. i started mopping. when he finished sweeping, he came over and took the mop off me. aw. both me and helen tried to fight for the mop, with all the energy left in our small and hungry bodies, but vman was still persistent. we just left him to it.
closing last night wasn't so bad. mainly because everyone fucked off and we closed 30 minutes early. we dedicated our $10 each tip money to buy 2 large pizzas and garlic bread - delivered. we rounded up the customers, locked jwow and waited outside for our pizza - cleaning can be done after. we kicked back on the state library bench for ages and it was the 1st bit of fresh air i had in 12 hours. it was also my first proper break. i immediately felt better.
Ty, our friendly and best DJ has some pretty cool friends. Mebz, my 2nd favourite customer works at an African Resto on Brunswick street called Nyala. I really hope i go and check it out this Wednesday since i didnt go last week..
i did have this annoying customer though. she was nice and friendly at first. then she came up with a chewy on her pants.she said the chewy was under her table and when she crossed her legs it got stuck on her knee. she said
i at least want the dry cleaning paid for
i told her to fuck off.
nah not really. i told her
we cant control people who put chewy under our tables.
we obviously dont WANT people to put chewy under our tables.
a customer has never come up, demanding to have their dry cleaning paid for because they sat on some chewy.
her come back was
well it was within your establishment and these are a very expensive pair of pants
what..? those velvet things? ugh. fuck off. she pissed me off the whole night. really. i wish i didnt have to be surrounded by such fake, pretentious, upperclass, materialistic, demanding, illogical, superficial kunts. everyone is happier being kick back. John Travolta says
Be cool.
Vince and his mum picked me up and we went off to St. Albans to carry out the orders of my tummy. Vince's mum needed medicine so we waited in the parked car behind Safeway. We witnessed a drug deal. Facebook status that shit. I had my crispy chicken hit, i also had a strong ass iced coffee vietnamei style. then we started shopping for ingredients for our Hot Pot tmrw. As I walked down st. albans I realised how relaxed and at home I feel. I know where everything is, I know the old men will stare but I still feel comfortable walking past, I know those gangsta looking asians arent so intimidating because judging by their hair, they're only in high school.
So So St. Albans
- Chewing gum on the pavement
- Vietnamese resto's and asian groceries selling the same shit for pretty much the same price
- Unhygienic food practices, potential food poisoning and the occasional cockroach in your Pho
- Identifying Asian grocery stores not by their names but where their register is located
- Shoppers in pajama clothes and horribly mismatching colours and high heels (women of course)
- The vietnamese language being shouted across the store and in your ear
- Broken-english speaking people (which I am now accustomed too)
- People shouting take away orders from the restuarant door
- Asian 'gangsters' with tips, fringes, spikey hair and low riding carribee bags
- The sqaure bus top, buses and their stoned drivers
- Double parked cars
- Stationary cars with their indicators going right you don't know if you have to wait or over take them
- Tiny asian mums driving chunky ass four wheeled drives, squinting and leaning over the stirring wheel
- Failed parallel parks and almost no reversed parks
- Driving hell around the Alfreda Street parking patch
- Gangstas outside the charcoal chicken shop
- The '20cent' guy
- The 'cowboy' guy
- Old Vietnamese men who sit at the resto's before the library and so very obviously stare as you walk past
- Angry customers walking out of hair salons
- Notorious St. Albans Train Station crossing
- Commuters running for the train and missing it (HAHA!)
- Machette's, stabbings and assults
- Fireworks for sale
- Akira Lanning Centre
- Stinky alleyway behind the Alreda Street restos and people going through the rubbish (true story)
KFL Supermarket
Graffiti: Kealba!
Lucky
haha! he made me laugh. he was so proud. he told me he does that every week! hahaha. aww joey. people like him make me think there is more good in this world. seeing people like him break my heart when i see them mistreated by the bad guys. I want to be surrounded by good people. always.
helen and steve came. a large group of us did rum, contrieu, chambord and lime shots which was quiet strong. it was cheese's birthday. one more drink and we had to catch the 10:30pm Hall Pass movie session at the Coburg Drive Ins. It took me a while to order 2 vodka lime and sodas, one in a short glass and one in a tall glass for Princess Hwi. He was so happy when I presented him with it at the DJ booth. You could see it in his eyes. A drink well needed. Perhaps.
I downed that drink in a record 3 minutes and took my 3rd piss of the day. The Coburg drive in's are haunted. I did not want to go to the toilet there. I did a quick, hug, kiss good bye to everyone and left the back way to buy some chips and drinkies at safeway.
drive ins were fun. the movie wasnt. it was american. sexist. predicatable. corny. but good times. I sat in the back seat of Dave's very pretty car and was careful not to mark the leather seats, or wipe my hands on it. Dave kindly escorted me to the toilets when i cudnt hold it in. Dave also kindly drove me home. i felt so bad because i was very much out of the way. he wudnt accept the $5 i gave him for petrol money. so he left it in my mailbox according to his facebook post. ugh!
todays rating: 8/10
Have I mentioned this song before?
Flight Facilities ft. Giselle - Crave You
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