no more taco bell

Have you ever drawn a smiley face on your hand and then tipped your hand and watched the smile get all messed up?

This afternoon while I was watching "The Fellowship of the Ring" I was constantly putting lotion on. (The powdered latex gloves I have to wear in the Deli at Target suck the mostoisture out of my hands.) One time I was just being a dork and drew a smile on my hand. Because I was laying down on the couch my hand was more vertical so I could see what I was doing. The lotion started running as soon as it touched my skin.

Watching the pretty little face become all distorted and a little scary looking reminded me of me back in H.S. and sometimes since I have started college.

I can have a smile on my face, but if you are able to read through the fake happiness on my face you can see the mess of mixed up emotions on the inside.

This morning was my last day at Taco Bell. I won't have to wear that stupid shirt ever again, or those ugly navy blue slacks. I won't have to smell like a taco ever again. I will never wear my cute little name tags again.

I should be happy, I hated that job, especially the last month of it. But as I was walking to my car at 2:15 this morning, I was sad. I didn't want to leave.

I took the phone numbers of my co-workers, but really how often am I going to call them?

Are they ever going to call me?

I was there for a little over six months, I went to breakfast 2 or 3 times after work. I went to Jenni's bachelorette party when I got off work. And on the 31st of July I went to Goldmember with Jenni and her husband Mike. That is all I have ever done with any of those people off the clock.

They have all been working together for so long that they have all become great friends. I always feel that I am just being asked along so I don't get left out.

I know that it isn't the case because, if they didn't want me to go with them they wouldn't ask. They never ask Travis to go anywhere, if someone is going to make an icecream run and he has to work they do it before he comes in. They really do leave him out.

Scott let me out this morning, as I was walking away he said he was going to miss working with me. I am going to miss working with him too, but not just him. The people at that store are so much fun to work with. That is probably why I worked there for so long after I was sick and tired of working there.

"One Headlight" by The Wallflowers was just on the radio. It reminded me of one of Jennifer's friends from school back in Wyoming. She always had to tell this story about what her dad thought that song was about the first time he heard it. Just thinking about it makes me giggle.

He thought the song was about a girl with one boob and how the guy didn't care that she was missing a boob so they could still have sex.

Hence, driving it home with one headlight.

Okay it drives me crazy how when DJs announce "Lady Marmalade" being just by Christina Agulara (I'm pretty sure I spelled that wrong.) Did they just forget about the other voices in the song? I mean common, there is no way Christina could make her voice sound like Lil Kim, Missy, Pink or Mya. No way.

I have been really dyslexic lately. (Not really dyslexic I just switched the order of numbers around when reading them aloud.) Usually it only effects me when I am reading numbers off the register when telling customners their total, but tonight I am even typing things backwards and not even realizing it until I proof read.

I should go back to bed, I went to bed at like 4 pm tonight, I was so tired. My alarm clock went off for an hour before I was able to make myself get up this morning to go to work at 9:30. I would have been fine if I hadn't had to work at Taco Bell last night. Or if I had been able to take the nap I was trying to take.

I had fallen asleep on the couch listening to the radio while Johnnifer had taken off after dinner (I cooked really yummy grilled chicken breast, baked potatoes and corn on the cob last night.) The minute they walked back through the door Jennifer yells, "you can't sleep, well at least not there, Johnny and I are going to watch "Shallow Hal."

I was so tired I just wanted to go to sleep, but it is almost impossible to fall asleep when those two are in the house with Johnny yelling about weeds and Jennifer breaking my dishes. So I watched "Shallow Hal" with them and then started watching "The Fellowship of the Ring" (They had to buy it because it was only $16 and it was brand new.)

I was tired when I woke up, I was tired while I was at work, and even more tired when I got home from work. So I watched "The Fellowship of the Ring," then went to bed.

Jennifer had to wake me up every 40 minutes, because it never fails when ever I am asleep, that is when it is life or death to vacuum something or another. Or to pay the electric bill or something else that gets kept in my room because it is in my name. Then she woke me up for dinner, and I have been up since then.

I think I am going to catch up on my reading and then go back to bed even though I don't work until 5 pm tomorrow.