Yesterday was a weird one, I tell you what. The most part of the day I spent at home with my little booboo. Reading books, cleaning the house, washing dishes, and coloring. Spent a little time playing Black Ops online just because I love to shoot guys and have them get all mad that they got killed by a girl, it’s the best I swear. Got my last full unemployment check, Joe got paid, so I knew we were going to go into town when he got home.
Joe got home while booboo was sleeping, and lets just say I was unprepared for the attack…..but it was ok lol ;)Baby woke up shortly after, so we got ready to go to town. Stopped by a local tavern to check for a job opening. I was greeted by the owner, who told me he would do my interview right then, but he had been drinking and didn’t do interviews drunk, but did tell me to come back the next morning at 8!
Went to Wal-Mart, oh yay…love to hate that store. Joe went off to the movie section while I got dinner figured out (of course) and while I was in the pizza section I was met by the creepiest guy I have ever seen in my whole entire life! He was there in the isle with his equally creepy friend. As soon as I saw the two of them stop close enough to smell, I decided to leave the isle. Upon looking over my shoulder back up the isle when I met Joe at the end, I was greeted by the sight of the creepy dude staring at me with his mouth open, standing spread-legged in the middle of the isle. Now to paint a more accurate picture. He was about 6’2”, 280#s, shoulder length greasy black hair, extremely bad acne, pjs, and a long black trench coat. I felt like one of those women that ends up in a local ditch with her head cut off. I think I am going to have nightmares of that man…creepo…thing for a LONG time.
Went home, slapped the pizza in the oven, fed baby, watched Grown Ups, which I might add is an awesome movie, and decided to head to bed. Anticipating the next day and my interview. Also hoping to not be graced with the presents of the creepy dude in my dreams…
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