blipsters be like…

I’m sitting here at Starbucks and there’s been a child in here as well….i guess his mother was busy doing work or whatever.
Anywho, I found that I was rather annoyed because this boy was leaning on the table, causing it to continuously move. And now I’m sitting here wondering why his mother has let him run outside.
I guess it’s no big deal he’s been infront of the window in clear view the whole time. But, he’s also made various conversations with the strangers outside and has climbed on the umbrellas. Now he is carrying on yet another conversation with some woman outside and playing with her dog.
*this is how so many children come up missing*
And I’ve glanced over at his mother randomly, not once has she looked up from the computer (at least not that i’ve seen)

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Adventures In Housekeeping (3)

Tuesday (or was it Sunday) anywho I was on my own for like 3 days doing rooms. They decided to have a little wager to see which one of us new people would do the best on the rooms (which I was totally against…I’m not a race horse don’t bet on me) anyway apparently I suck at this job or whatever because I had the most mistakes made on my rooms. And my supervisor told me that this weekend I was being out back in training….
*fast forward to today*
I’m upstairs stocking the cart while I’m waiting on the other lady I’m with today to come up and the old lady I mentioned (the one who was training me last week) she says “they still got you by yourself? I told them you wasn’t ready”
Bottle of cleaning solution in my hand, I had to remember where I was…(because I swear in that moment I was about to go to jail) so I slowly placed the bottle back on the cart, looked up glaring at this woman, and replied “you don’t say?… Btw I’m not by myself anymore”
Of course she knew that….
I have no idea what this woman’s problem is….then she wanna bump into me with stuff and stand in my way. She saw me trying to get past her but she just stood there staring at me. I feel like she has come kinda sick twisted crush or obsession….idk but it’s sad that an old woman is jealous of me.