NiteChylde

Welcome to edition 2 of my little swaray of entries. Let me begin by saying how much I hate stupid people.. and people that think I don’t know how to do my damn job. I was working Spencers and I JUUUST got off from break. I was on the phone with Jax and this guy and his wife are waiting to be rung up, so I clock in and ring them up while on the phone. She looks at me and cops an attitude saying “Excuuse me, but you shouldn’t be on the phone when you’re ringing up a customer.” …bitch, I could technically still be on break. I just look at her and raise an eyebrow, saying nicely that it was an important call; ‘nother manager. Her response “well that’s just rude and if they’re a manager, they’ll understand.” Ok, normally, I would see where she’s coming from.. but we are not having a conversation about her shitty taste in shirts. I’m ringing her loopy ass up, and sending her on her merry way. So I ignore her and by the time she’s done bitching at the air—because I sure as hell wasn’t listening to her—I look at her husband and tell him the price very nicely. He pays for it and I glare at the woman while counting out his change, which was correct.. hey… big surprise there! I can multitask! Now, I could have been a total ass and said to her “Ya know.. I’m on break. You can wait 10 minutes till I get back on the clock” Did I? No. so she can have a coke and a smile, and fuck off. Her husband was nice though; he mouthed an apology for her behavior.
Now, for something shocking… I took part in an event for NASCAR. That’s right.. I said it.. NASCAR. I was a hostess for the Veterans of Foreign War booth. That wasn’t half bad, but it was HOT as HELL outside! I don’t even know how the hell I survived all that walking around in the sun. Not to mention I was parked in the middle of God’s nowhere by the dirt track near the speedway. At the end of the day, we had to give the shirts back.. so I had to walk AAAALL the way to my fuckin car to get a shirt or something that resembled a shirt.. then walk AAAAALL the way back to the speedway to give the lady my shirt.. then AAAAAAALL the goddamn way back to my car to leave.. it got so hot by that third trip I screamed out “FUCK THIS!” and ripped off the light jacket I had, trudging to my car in a pair of red shorts and my black bra. I didn’t care. It was hot. When I got home, I walked right up the stairs, fell on the bed at 6pm, and didn’t wake up until 14 hours later. Yep.. 14 HOURS. I was GONE. I think that was the best sleep ever.

And now… for my glorious penis!
Purgatory XXXII: SciFi fetish. ^_^ My show, I must say, was AWESOME! Thanks to everyone who was in it who made it possible: Slice, FireFlye, Scotty, Jett.. I LOVE you guys! In this show—synopsis time—I played Uhura, Jett was the sexy Captain Kirk, Scotty was the intelligently hot Spock, FireFlye was the alluring Ensign, and Slice, our ever popular Alien with the pink penis. There was sexiness, teasing.. and my penis watersporting on Slice, then taking Kirk from behind. And I got to hear the cheers of “Uhura has a Penis!!” Why yes.. I do.. and it was magnificent. ^_^ TOTALLY fun times and I adored every minute of ot. And thanks to Landon for my Uhura Walk around dress! Pics are on my myspace. If you don’t have the link, drop me a line and I’ll send it to ya!