I went to Walmart during the day yesterday. It has been years since I was in Walmart during the daylight hours. I nearly lost my mind before I got out of the store. Kids screaming, people blocking the aisles while talking on their cell phones, people in the REST ROOM talking on their phones while doing their business, people standing in the way looking as if they had just returned from an alien abduction. It was the worst kind of insanity. I’m going to have to change my shopping hours back to the dead of night when no one other than the creepy checkers and stockers are around.
One of the drawbacks of working at the Outlaw is I work with MDR. I go to work and when I get in my van at the end of the night, I forget about it. If something annoying happens, I share it here. When I get home at night, I want to watch TV and crochet and sort of melt away.
He wants to come home and drunkenly bitch about work. Over and over and over.
Someone irritated him last night and he came home just as I was trying to finish my last episode of Supernatural before bed and proceeded to tell me the same ridiculous story 4 times, or 15 minutes worth of drunken rambling.
I am not a fan of drunks. The only way this arrangement works out is because we seldom see each other. Until now.
I less than politely told him I didn’t want to be a part of the Cowboy drama (the Cowboy is the attached bar and it’s worse than any middle school. Everyone who works on that side is a drunk with a vag) and quite honestly, I didn’t give a shit about his stupid story. He got all sorts of pissed off and I thought he was going to cry.
When he gets like this, all ranting and raving about other people, it pisses off my dogs and he usually gets snapped by Otis and/or Arlo. One would think he would learn, but he never does. Afterwards, he forgets about it, but the two stock dogs don’t and I have to spend the next 3 days convincing them they don’t need to heel him every time he walks by. Again, one would think he would figure this out after a year of living here.
In the end, he shut up and pouted, I watched the rest of Supernatural and went to bed. All’s well that ends well, I guess.