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9/24/04 09:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
roxyIf I wasn't married to Mr.Roxy and a faithful woman, Queen Latifah would be in trouble!
(Shhh! Don't nobody tell Sharon she's been replaced.)
So-- how's by you all? It's a lovely day here in this corner of God'sPit...the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and-- I don't have no work to day! (imagine sing-songy tone, and me waggling my butt) Yup. I should be feeling on top-o-the world but sadly, no.
I have to work on Sunday. I hear you say, Roxy, why so glum? You've worked Sunday's before, and yes, Targehell is the Devil for making you do that, and yes, everyone does bring their loudest, most hopped-up on sugar kid to the fitting room where due to a rift in the forces that hold the universe together you must slave,so, what's the dillio?
Baby Girl goes off to school on that day,and I can't come, quitting is not an option and one more day off and Targehell will hand me my slip, with a fuck-you and a grin...so.
If you live in Jersey, and you shop at Targehell, don't come into my store. save yourself.
(Shhh! Don't nobody tell Sharon she's been replaced.)
So-- how's by you all? It's a lovely day here in this corner of God'sPit...the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and-- I don't have no work to day! (imagine sing-songy tone, and me waggling my butt) Yup. I should be feeling on top-o-the world but sadly, no.
I have to work on Sunday. I hear you say, Roxy, why so glum? You've worked Sunday's before, and yes, Targehell is the Devil for making you do that, and yes, everyone does bring their loudest, most hopped-up on sugar kid to the fitting room where due to a rift in the forces that hold the universe together you must slave,so, what's the dillio?
Baby Girl goes off to school on that day,and I can't come, quitting is not an option and one more day off and Targehell will hand me my slip, with a fuck-you and a grin...so.
If you live in Jersey, and you shop at Targehell, don't come into my store. save yourself.
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9/24/04 01:43 pm (UTC)Oh, poor Ms. Thang...
Make her come by work! Make a scene!
Or, hire someone to clonk you on the head.
OR - hire someone to spill a Slush-ee and you can go down in it.
*hugs you*
*kicks Targhell*
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9/24/04 02:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
9/24/04 02:25 pm (UTC)*bounce*
I love seein' that icon, don't ask why.
Slush-ee's for all!!!
*congratulations, Baby Girl!!*
*hugs you some more*