Right about what? I'll tell you...
I HATE IT MAN. I fucking hate it. Working at that hell hole is like working with the bitchiest people alive. It's not the costumers, it's the co-workers. They're all French-Canadian faggots who walk and talk big just to make you feel unwanted. God. Sure, I have my classmates who are totally cool and friendly but fuck, I can never really talk to them because fatty over there keeps going "WUT THE HELL YOU DOIN' OVER THAR." Then she has the nerve to give me her ugly ass look. GOD GOD GOD.
Also, asking a question is like the worst thing to do! All I did was ask semi-pertinent questions (I'm kinda slow, see) and all that bitch did was look at me as if I was some grade A moron. She's such a passive aggressive fucktard.
Working at the cash register is fine. In fact, it's fun. I know it's fun, well fuck, it's going to be fun once I remember ALL the goddamn codes for the fruits and vegetables. God bless my mother who uses those vegetables that you French-Canadian bastards never even heard of. "UHHH WUTS THIS?!" IT'S FREAKING CHINESE LETTUCE YOU NUB.
So yeah, the person who asked that question was this girl who was FUCKING UGLY! OH MY GOD! UGLIEST BITCH ALIVE I TELLS YA! She was a little know-it-all with her "I worked at Rona... so I kinda know wut to do." She acted like she was better than me, which is true, but fuck... YOU DON'T NEED TO THROW IT IN MY FACE! I swear... one day, we're going to get into an argument. A heated one. Ohhhh yesssss... No physical violence is wanted. I'm too weak and frail. Srsly.
The other girl was this lovely Algerian sweetheart. I thought she was pretty and damn... SHE HAS THEM TATAS! :D Too bad the work uniform is totally unflattering. So staring is out of the question. :( She was a newbie like me and we complained together. Thank God. I needed someone to complain to. Like my boyfriend. I'll call him later.
But uh yeah, I hate the people who work there. Like, this fat bitch with lonnnng red hair and blond highlights didn't really tie her hair in a ponytail. Us newbies we're told that it's IMPORTANT to keep your hair tied if it's long. Did she do it? Fuck no. Did she listen to me when I told her to do it? Fuck no. Was she a bitch to me for the rest of the day? Fuck yes. It's okay, now I know what kind of person she is.
Another thing I'd like to address: WHY THE FUCK IS EVERYONE SO FUCKING UGLY IN THE STORE. Like, there are only 2 decent guys, and 3 decent girls. Yes, I'm including myself. I think I'm decent, if you think otherwise then go to hell. :| I really hate them, man. I really do. I REALLY REALLY DO. No I won't bring a gun and shoot everyone up. That's just stupid and totally not fair. I'll just deal with it and bitch them out when I quit. Okay maybe I won't bitch them out but fuck... it's tempting. It really is o_o
ONE LAST THING!!! I wanna work in a clothes store. D: Seriously. I know fashion, I breathe it, I live it.. I WEAR IT (duh) and I EAAAAT IT. YUM YUM YUMMMMMM