i dont know wat motivated me to say yes i'll stay back and work menswear/shoes. surely not for the money?? but it wasn't so bad. i ended up doing a bit of manchester/homewares - their phone calls anyway cause there was one person for all of hardgoods.
oh and there was this teen. at first, we thought he was like pretty smart cause he came in topless and we thought he was gonna nick a shirt and try to walk out. so we already had people and security watching him. turns out he was absolutely bumfuck dumb. instead of going for the shirt - he went for a pair of shoes - whilst still topless. so i called steve. and he's at the door watching the kid. steve smiles innocently at the kid. and the kid does literally a 180, turns around, goes back to shoes were steph and i were waiting for him and goes rather rudely
HAHAHAHAHAHA. yeah that's right. you take ur shoes with you.
anyway, so we had the godbrother and other similar guests over for a dinner. it was sort of like a farewell/early-christmas/see-you-next-year sort of dinner. where it was mainly boys no older than 12 (4 of them) and adults...
the godbrother was in a tantrummy and then all happy happy joy joy mood. his brother is a pain in the backside. literally and metaphorically. the brat kept punching and slapping me. and im like stop, its inappropriate and rude and he thinks its some bigass joke. i swear i wanted to kick his ass - kid or no kid.
even ari was sticking up for me
i was like...awwww ur cute.
then i tied his silk scarf around his neck and he pretended to be superman. hahahah that was so funny. and we had to keep picking him up and carrying him across the room so he could "fly". =D
oh and there was this teen. at first, we thought he was like pretty smart cause he came in topless and we thought he was gonna nick a shirt and try to walk out. so we already had people and security watching him. turns out he was absolutely bumfuck dumb. instead of going for the shirt - he went for a pair of shoes - whilst still topless. so i called steve. and he's at the door watching the kid. steve smiles innocently at the kid. and the kid does literally a 180, turns around, goes back to shoes were steph and i were waiting for him and goes rather rudely
"i left my shoes here. where are they?"
HAHAHAHAHAHA. yeah that's right. you take ur shoes with you.
anyway, so we had the godbrother and other similar guests over for a dinner. it was sort of like a farewell/early-christmas/see-you-next-year sort of dinner. where it was mainly boys no older than 12 (4 of them) and adults...
the godbrother was in a tantrummy and then all happy happy joy joy mood. his brother is a pain in the backside. literally and metaphorically. the brat kept punching and slapping me. and im like stop, its inappropriate and rude and he thinks its some bigass joke. i swear i wanted to kick his ass - kid or no kid.
even ari was sticking up for me
"no gorgor. don't hurt jehjeh. thats not nice"
*shakes his lil finger around*
i was like...awwww ur cute.
then i tied his silk scarf around his neck and he pretended to be superman. hahahah that was so funny. and we had to keep picking him up and carrying him across the room so he could "fly". =D