F*ck You, F*ck You, F*ck You, You're Cool, and F*ck You

So I've been kind of silent the past little while in the hopes that I would have something positive to post soon. I don't. But, if you still want to listen I'm going to rant.

A- Jamie came to my place of work to drink tonight. I was informed of this when I was cashing out and instantaneously became enraged and began shaking. I was told to "not make a scene by my manager." Yeah thanks, jerk off, I've never had a job before. After clocking out I changed my shirt and walked around the bar in search of Jamie. I went up to her and said her name about four times without her turning around. Finally someone pointed at me and I still had to wave my hand in front of her face to get her attention. I then asked her when she was going to give me my money. The bills are due in two days. She said she would pay it. I asked her two more times and told her how much it was and she said she would pay it. I walked off after that. Mostly because I was so overcome with the feeling to punch her in the face as hard as I could as I was concerned I might get fired for that. I then chugged a shot that is really meant for at least two people and had a couple mixed drinks. I tried to get a couple of the security guards to just stand really close to her and make her feel uncomfortable. They wouldn't do it. I'm convinced they're useless. I noticed Jamie's douchey crew leaving so I did a bionic women slow-motion run through the bar (literally) and went and sat on the railing by the front door. The general manager was out there so I couldn't really say anything so I just waived and said, " You guys have a great night."

B- Now, I mentioned I changed my shirt. We're not allowed to drink in our work shirts so I changed into a worn teal polo with hole in it that used to be Megan's. I think she might have gotten it from a thrift store. It's pretty old and I think it's a men's shirt, but I really like it. My point is that I was wearing this shirt around the bar and several of the employees made some snide comments about it. When the third or fourth person said something I asked why everyone was hating on my shirt and what the big deal was about me wearing it. I also said I was going to move back to Boone where my looks are appreciated and no one would look at me twice for wearing this shirt. The guy, Billy, said well Charleston is superior because it has style. He also said how I should just naturally want to look nice. I walked off to close my tab, but the subject was brought up again as I was trying to leave. I told him that the real problem is that guys expect girls to look perfect all the time and that I'm beautiful even if I don't dress up. He actually turned to me and said, "You should have enough respect for yourself to want to look nice all the time." I fucking flipped. I got right up in his face and asked him if he seriously just said that to me. Then I looked around and realized there was a security guard near by and the general manager. I told him he better not ever say anything like that to me again and if he thought I was pissed before I was way beyond that now. I'm pretty sure I asked him to hit me to I could hit him back without getting in trouble.

C- Eventually I just walked off and went home. To put icing on the cake when I got to my car I checked my phone and saw that my current roommate sent my text saying her boyfriend was staying the night. This might not sound like a big deal except for the fact that I told her before we ever signed the lease that might one hang-up is that I didn't want her boyfriend around all the time. She agreed. In the two weeks she's been here she has been away from him for four full days. Not consecutively. The last time he was here they left me at the bar. I told her at that time I didn't want him around for a while. She agreed. Hmmm. I'm so close to fucking breaking my lease and moving somewhere where people realize that I'm beautiful, smart, and funny and I don't have to deal with all this fucking bullshit. I'M SICK OF IT!!! I could seriously hit something right. now. I'm never this pissed in time for my Krav classes.