I don’t want to get ahead of myself or anythang, but my English Composition teacher actually talked to me yesterday. Not only did she talk to me, but she even told me a crappy joke?! Lets just say I’ve failed her Literature class TWICE & she obviously hates me. So last nite I went home on such a good vibe for once. So good!

This girl just called & she asked if a rental property was still available…

Me: “Yes, it’s still available.”

Girl: “Would the owner be willing to take a small 5 pound dog?”

Me: “Nah, he’ll actually only take cats. He’s not a dog person, he said he hates ‘em.”

Girl: “Uhmm, well do you think she’d be willing to interview my dog?”

Me: “Well, HE would probably want to do a polygraph test on your dog too. Is that alright?”

I think I need to watch my big mouth. I got fired from a coffee shop once because this girl came in & Panic at the Disco was playing on the radio. She goes “OMG! I love this song. Can you turn it up?” & I answered “Man, I really hate this band. Sorry!” That job sucked anyway.