Hello All! Looks like I'm on a roll tonight! So, I have been sort of upset and depressed because I didn't get a chance to go home for a break. I really just wanted to get out of the DC area. I thought about spending some time at the the beach whether it was Rehoboth or Ocean City.
But as ghetto as I can be sometimes, I settled on a trip to Bowie. I have never been to the Bowie town center and I haven't been shopping in a while. I wanted to get a good massage, get my eyebrows shaped up and a facial. I just needed an all around pampering. My job stresses me the fuck out then I have to come home to this husband of mine and I never know if we will be arguing or cuddling up. His ass got mad cause I wanted to go shopping. It wasn't like I was spending his money. He was complaining because his storage bill was due and he thought I was going to pay it. What a fool! Anywayzzz
I decided I would give my own people my money. The Soul Day Spa is owned and operated by Americans of African decent. (I hate the term African-American. To me it means someone from Africa who came to America and applied for citizenship.) When I looked at the light-skinned thing at the counter I felt I would be in for a quick read. First, the bitch was filing her fingernails when I walked in. I said hello and asked for a description of their services. She hands me a flimsy piece of paper with the name of the service and the price. She must have taken me for a damn fool. I said well what is this Tahitian Body Polish. She said, its a massage service. I let out a little chuckle cause obviously she was throwing me shade and before I read her I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. I asked what was the Algae Wrap. She said, its another massage service. I asked if she knew what description meant. She gave me a crazy look. I said excuse me sweetie but this piece of paper is not a description of your services. I whipped out my trusty iPhone and went onto their website and proceded to read to her a description of their services.
I finally got fed up with the bitch and said I would like the Tahitian Body Polish and an eyebrow waxing. She asked when would I like to make an appointment. I said NOW! She said they didn't have anything available until tommorrow at 12 noon. I said thank you and walked the fuck out.
I went on me a fierce shopping spree to ease my mind. American Eagle, The Gap, Foot Locker, Macy's. I enjoyed myself and then went clubbing later that night.
I can't stand ignorance. Aren't you all proud that I didn't curse her out??
Thursday, August 20, 2009
My CVS co-workers
Hello All!! Here it is another month. My last rotation ended July 24th and my next one begins August 24th. In that month's time I was intending on going home, relaxing and just recharging my body to get ready for another three months of bullshit. Here it is the 20th of August and as usual nothing turned out like I expected.
I have spent the last three weeks working. My pharmacy manager hired a new lead technician. No one seems to like her but it is a change that was needed. The technicians that are there act like their shit don't stink. Juan, the only nationally certified technician there needs to be fucked in the ass with no lube or condom. I don't like him at all and have told him on several occasions to fuck off. Last week I told him, in front of the pharmacy manager, to lick my fucking balls and he hasn't fucked with me since. He always got something smart to say out of his fucking mouth. I don't even remember what he said to me. What he doesn't seem to understand is that the only reason for his hire is to translate to the spanish speaking customers. Fucking bastard!
Lindi is my pharmacy manager. I met her in 2004 when she was a new Temple University school of pharmacy graduate. Unfortunantely she failed her pharmacy boards four times! Those damn test are expensive! I don't know how she did it. It took her over three years to pass her boards. But she perservered and is now the pharmacy manager. She bought her a Mercedes and just recently closed on a house. She showed me the $12,000 check she wrote for closing costs.
Nicole, the new lead technician is actually a pretty girl. I guess she has heard enough about me to stay out of my way. I see that the rest of the staff has educated her. My reputation has actually preceeded me which is a very good thing. I told her black ass the other day that as long as she is on my good sided everything will be fine. She thought I was going to help her move some boxes and I gave her my "not with this manicure look" and she proceeded to ask someone else.
Chris is the only piece of trade working with us. His ass has a certificate from Lincoln Tech as a electrician but works with us when he could be out making some real money. He is a little thick but keeps it sexy. I had to curse him out a couple of times over the years but he keeps it strictly professional with me. He has invited me to a couple of go go's but I haven't went. The only thing about him is he is so damn nosy. He is always trying to figure out what me and Ms. Ernestine are talking about. Ms. Ernestine speaks fluent faggot and we are always talking about the T, and the da ga ga, and trade bootz and the such. He asks what does it mean and she and I just burst out laughing and say you don't wanna know. He always looks confused.
Ms. Ernestine is my buddy. She is in her mid 50s and stands around 6'2". She is a no holds barred woman and I absolutely love her. When Noah's Arc was on she was my kee kee buddy on Thursdays. We would spend the day talking in codes about the show and just having a blast. We still talk in codes about RuPaul's drag race and she knows a little Pig Latin! I will fight for this lady and I know she would do the same for me. We always team up on the customers and our co-workers. We always seem to be within ear range of each other and if someone says something out of line we always give a "what was that" or my absolute favorite---what what??? Its like stopping all presses cause Ms. Ernestine will definitely let whoever have it! I came in one day as she was getting off and took one quick look at her face and knew she was pissed. I asked what was wrong cause I thought I was going to have to whoop some ass. She whipped off her white coat, slammed the cash register drawer and said in the loudest voice, "THE WHOLE FUCKING PHARMACY NEEDS AN ENEMA!!!" I know I can be over the top but that caught me like a left hook. As she marched off I could do nothing but watch and say----Now thats a bad bad bitch!!!
Thats my CVS family. You gotta love them to hate them.
I have spent the last three weeks working. My pharmacy manager hired a new lead technician. No one seems to like her but it is a change that was needed. The technicians that are there act like their shit don't stink. Juan, the only nationally certified technician there needs to be fucked in the ass with no lube or condom. I don't like him at all and have told him on several occasions to fuck off. Last week I told him, in front of the pharmacy manager, to lick my fucking balls and he hasn't fucked with me since. He always got something smart to say out of his fucking mouth. I don't even remember what he said to me. What he doesn't seem to understand is that the only reason for his hire is to translate to the spanish speaking customers. Fucking bastard!
Lindi is my pharmacy manager. I met her in 2004 when she was a new Temple University school of pharmacy graduate. Unfortunantely she failed her pharmacy boards four times! Those damn test are expensive! I don't know how she did it. It took her over three years to pass her boards. But she perservered and is now the pharmacy manager. She bought her a Mercedes and just recently closed on a house. She showed me the $12,000 check she wrote for closing costs.
Nicole, the new lead technician is actually a pretty girl. I guess she has heard enough about me to stay out of my way. I see that the rest of the staff has educated her. My reputation has actually preceeded me which is a very good thing. I told her black ass the other day that as long as she is on my good sided everything will be fine. She thought I was going to help her move some boxes and I gave her my "not with this manicure look" and she proceeded to ask someone else.
Chris is the only piece of trade working with us. His ass has a certificate from Lincoln Tech as a electrician but works with us when he could be out making some real money. He is a little thick but keeps it sexy. I had to curse him out a couple of times over the years but he keeps it strictly professional with me. He has invited me to a couple of go go's but I haven't went. The only thing about him is he is so damn nosy. He is always trying to figure out what me and Ms. Ernestine are talking about. Ms. Ernestine speaks fluent faggot and we are always talking about the T, and the da ga ga, and trade bootz and the such. He asks what does it mean and she and I just burst out laughing and say you don't wanna know. He always looks confused.
Ms. Ernestine is my buddy. She is in her mid 50s and stands around 6'2". She is a no holds barred woman and I absolutely love her. When Noah's Arc was on she was my kee kee buddy on Thursdays. We would spend the day talking in codes about the show and just having a blast. We still talk in codes about RuPaul's drag race and she knows a little Pig Latin! I will fight for this lady and I know she would do the same for me. We always team up on the customers and our co-workers. We always seem to be within ear range of each other and if someone says something out of line we always give a "what was that" or my absolute favorite---what what??? Its like stopping all presses cause Ms. Ernestine will definitely let whoever have it! I came in one day as she was getting off and took one quick look at her face and knew she was pissed. I asked what was wrong cause I thought I was going to have to whoop some ass. She whipped off her white coat, slammed the cash register drawer and said in the loudest voice, "THE WHOLE FUCKING PHARMACY NEEDS AN ENEMA!!!" I know I can be over the top but that caught me like a left hook. As she marched off I could do nothing but watch and say----Now thats a bad bad bitch!!!
Thats my CVS family. You gotta love them to hate them.
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