since a girl started drinking tea, I can’t handle black coffee?

I don’t really know why I can’t handle black coffee anymore? I use to drink it so fast and heaps laid back. I’m a man and I can take a black coffee, but not anymore? I want my old coffee back! I wish I never started drinking Tea! :( 

That’s a little winge for today.. a little more? 

I hate my boss. She’s such a cow! She makes so much money and flaunts it infront of us like we’re dweebs. She’s like “I’m going to buy a ipad today!” and we’re all like.. and she’s like that and an iphone! And we’re like oh cool.. and then she’s like “OUT RIGHT!” and we’re all looking around like what the fuck. I know they can afford to pay us a lot more then what they do! We’re all under 12 bucks an hour, and it’s so hard for them? I hate when they complain about not making enough. I feel like turning around and saying “YOUR NOT MAKING ENOUGH!? YOU GUYS MAKE 20 THOUSAND DOLLARS A WEEK FROM THIS BUSINESS.” Wages from all of us put together a week is around five grand. The donut orders and other shit are like $200 dollars a week, the rent for the shop is $400 a week, and they want to complain that they don’t have enough money! I fucking hate how they winge. I wonder if people read my blog and think I’m a complete idiot for working for such scum. Although I love my other boss. I have two bosses and they are so rad. 

I actually had so much fun today, because the two bosses were off and we laughed and jingled and it was so much fun! I really enjoy their company, not as much as my old donut king crew, but aw, they are starting to warm up and getting loose. They wouldn’t be like what they are without me I don’t think. I made them all come out of their shell, even Megan said I did. I really loved that. 

Debb, my second boss is fucking cool. She doesn’t give a shit as long as I’m looking like I’m doing something and I want to just state that my latte’s are the best fucking latte’s in the entire shop. I’m fucking rad. 

I had a real mean customer today, a gentleman, kind of exactly like my rude regular I use to have, and I really just wanted to punch his lights out. He couldn’t make up his mind. I was so mad! 

I finally had sex! 

I have a sore foot. And I’m super tired, but I really love date night with ramese on a thursday night. It’s so much fun for us, because we barely get to see eachother as it is. And I just really fucking adore him. His the most brilliant person a girl could ever meet. I am so fucking lucky! 

And I miss you crystal! Come see me tomorrow night, we’ll have dinner or some shit.