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Jun. 9th, 2013 07:55 pmI have escorted 26 magazines out of the house this afternoon. Not bad for a couple of hours worth of work. I spent the morning dozing, waking up in time to see some of Sam and Cat and by some, I mean most of. In my head, Sam Puckett is the granddaughter of Betty McRae.
Ordered pizza for dinner. It wasn't as tasty as it should have been but it did arrive a lot faster than usual. Weird.
I should go back to cleaning up a little before the naps call again.
Oh, and last night this guy was hitting on me pretty hardcore. Naturally he was entirely too old and he smelled like he'd been rolling around in his own urine for days. And that's even before you get to the fact that he was clearly drunk, too. Of course the security guard was nowhere to be found then, not that he's a great help. Dude, we need to discuss boundaries. You are married, so telling me that you're "only a gentlemen on Sundays" and that you need to be spanked?
...Jesus.
Ordered pizza for dinner. It wasn't as tasty as it should have been but it did arrive a lot faster than usual. Weird.
I should go back to cleaning up a little before the naps call again.
Oh, and last night this guy was hitting on me pretty hardcore. Naturally he was entirely too old and he smelled like he'd been rolling around in his own urine for days. And that's even before you get to the fact that he was clearly drunk, too. Of course the security guard was nowhere to be found then, not that he's a great help. Dude, we need to discuss boundaries. You are married, so telling me that you're "only a gentlemen on Sundays" and that you need to be spanked?
...Jesus.