I think I can put this here since it is a general discussion. But if mods or Ken doesn't deem this fit please feel free to move it elsewhere.
Anyways. I needed to make this thread because I can't stand this bitch I have to put up with. She is a girl I used to be friends with that I met through working at a retail store. Living in Cali we have a diverse group of people and surprisingly this girl was goth like me and loved almost the same bands as I did. Eventually, we would go walk the beach, become close as besties' typical girl shit, and go to concerts and this was years ago by the way so it's a whole different ball game. It all started when for some reason she got pissed off at someone I was also friends with at work. It was over mind you, getting merchandise stocked. The girl was new and on the spectrum but coherent enough to converse intelligently. She was an autistic girl whatever. But I look past what people are like and befriend them anyway. This girl loved videogames, arts & crafts and was very pretty for a guy to date. She would always come into work with a ribbon in her hair since we were one of those retailers that aren't strict on dress code. You probably have it figured out if you are into late millennial shit like fish net, gag gifts, and emo stuff. Okay back to the story. Yes over her being mentally challenged and slow, so my bestie at the time would shit talk this girl to the moon and back. Texting me in DMs, calling her a retard, "oh why does she dress like that". So from that point on it was just gossip about this poor girl who was just trying to make it being on the spectrum. One day I had to open the store with my bestie and she accidently knocked over a lava lamp and it shattered all over the floor. My boss was chill but if we broke something even on accident we had to pay for it which was okay by me because we would get discounts on merchandise so no biggy. So instead of my beastie owning up to it she decided to help me make up some story that the autistic girl closed last night and she was the only one there who closed so that means we walked into the store and the lava lamp was already there broken all over the floor. Now, you must be asking yourself, where the fuck was the camera? Well guess what, the camera that was looking into the spot where it happened was broken. So this bitch wanted me to help her tell a story about how we walked into work to open and the lava lamp was already like that. I told her flat out no and she gave me the most deranged look you could imagine like something flew up her ass. So then I offered to take the blame and pay for it and it was only 40 dollars, no big deal. So that's what I did, I took the blame and paid for it. That morning was very awkward and I was wanting to explode because my period was also happening at the time. My boss actually only let me pay 20 dollars of it since I was upfront and honest though he didn't know my bestie did it. So that night, I told her that I would be quitting and not coming back to work, I also said that I needed some space because my depression was kicking back in. She knew but I just needed to find away to tell her to fuck off kindly. I blocked her on everything. Now you're wondering. What now? Well the reason why I have to put up with this bitch is because she sees me at another job that I work and she comes in every fucking week to buy something. She does this ofcourse to get under my skin. She walks in, gets what she needs and gives me that "fuck you" grin. She also does those social things where the person you stopped talking to asks you how things are and I just give her vague answers. She does this shit every fucking week and the reason why she found out where I work is because she so happened to see my civic parked at the mall so I bet she walked the whole mall to find me. Mind you, haven't talked to this girl in years and now she wants to give me those smirks every week. So over it.
Anyways. I needed to make this thread because I can't stand this bitch I have to put up with. She is a girl I used to be friends with that I met through working at a retail store. Living in Cali we have a diverse group of people and surprisingly this girl was goth like me and loved almost the same bands as I did. Eventually, we would go walk the beach, become close as besties' typical girl shit, and go to concerts and this was years ago by the way so it's a whole different ball game. It all started when for some reason she got pissed off at someone I was also friends with at work. It was over mind you, getting merchandise stocked. The girl was new and on the spectrum but coherent enough to converse intelligently. She was an autistic girl whatever. But I look past what people are like and befriend them anyway. This girl loved videogames, arts & crafts and was very pretty for a guy to date. She would always come into work with a ribbon in her hair since we were one of those retailers that aren't strict on dress code. You probably have it figured out if you are into late millennial shit like fish net, gag gifts, and emo stuff. Okay back to the story. Yes over her being mentally challenged and slow, so my bestie at the time would shit talk this girl to the moon and back. Texting me in DMs, calling her a retard, "oh why does she dress like that". So from that point on it was just gossip about this poor girl who was just trying to make it being on the spectrum. One day I had to open the store with my bestie and she accidently knocked over a lava lamp and it shattered all over the floor. My boss was chill but if we broke something even on accident we had to pay for it which was okay by me because we would get discounts on merchandise so no biggy. So instead of my beastie owning up to it she decided to help me make up some story that the autistic girl closed last night and she was the only one there who closed so that means we walked into the store and the lava lamp was already there broken all over the floor. Now, you must be asking yourself, where the fuck was the camera? Well guess what, the camera that was looking into the spot where it happened was broken. So this bitch wanted me to help her tell a story about how we walked into work to open and the lava lamp was already like that. I told her flat out no and she gave me the most deranged look you could imagine like something flew up her ass. So then I offered to take the blame and pay for it and it was only 40 dollars, no big deal. So that's what I did, I took the blame and paid for it. That morning was very awkward and I was wanting to explode because my period was also happening at the time. My boss actually only let me pay 20 dollars of it since I was upfront and honest though he didn't know my bestie did it. So that night, I told her that I would be quitting and not coming back to work, I also said that I needed some space because my depression was kicking back in. She knew but I just needed to find away to tell her to fuck off kindly. I blocked her on everything. Now you're wondering. What now? Well the reason why I have to put up with this bitch is because she sees me at another job that I work and she comes in every fucking week to buy something. She does this ofcourse to get under my skin. She walks in, gets what she needs and gives me that "fuck you" grin. She also does those social things where the person you stopped talking to asks you how things are and I just give her vague answers. She does this shit every fucking week and the reason why she found out where I work is because she so happened to see my civic parked at the mall so I bet she walked the whole mall to find me. Mind you, haven't talked to this girl in years and now she wants to give me those smirks every week. So over it.
asking for a heat stroke
