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May. 20th, 2004 11:12 amMy dad will give me money. Whee!
Andrea is in Chicago this week, and I'm sad. No one to call later at night, cause her cellphone will be roaming, and i'm not worth paying money to talk to.
We just had a fire drill that lasted about an hour (apparently they forgot to tell our floor that we could come back). It is lovely outside, and I was talking with one of the cute boys, so pfft. Well, up until the last 10 minutes or so, seeing as I drank my whole Chai while we were out there and then regreted it fiercely. I can't remember the first name of the boy I was talking with, blast it all. (luckily I have access to the HM directory, so I can figure it out once I remember what his last name is. ;)
No free tea this morning. No cute boy at the tea shop. :) Instead, I got to argue with the girl who was there about the fact that I'd given her $20.50 for a $3.50 charge, and she gave me $16.50 in change. I can understand things like giving me $7 in change because you didn't notice it was a $20, but to forget the fact that I'd given you two quarters? It was straighted out in the end, though I miss the cute boy. Yesterday I got the big chai at the small chai price. Dena informs me that this is the equivelent of mad food service love, and she's in a position to know what she's talking about. ;) (okay, technically she said it means he likes me, I just like my phrasing better.)
Andrea is in Chicago this week, and I'm sad. No one to call later at night, cause her cellphone will be roaming, and i'm not worth paying money to talk to.
We just had a fire drill that lasted about an hour (apparently they forgot to tell our floor that we could come back). It is lovely outside, and I was talking with one of the cute boys, so pfft. Well, up until the last 10 minutes or so, seeing as I drank my whole Chai while we were out there and then regreted it fiercely. I can't remember the first name of the boy I was talking with, blast it all. (luckily I have access to the HM directory, so I can figure it out once I remember what his last name is. ;)
No free tea this morning. No cute boy at the tea shop. :) Instead, I got to argue with the girl who was there about the fact that I'd given her $20.50 for a $3.50 charge, and she gave me $16.50 in change. I can understand things like giving me $7 in change because you didn't notice it was a $20, but to forget the fact that I'd given you two quarters? It was straighted out in the end, though I miss the cute boy. Yesterday I got the big chai at the small chai price. Dena informs me that this is the equivelent of mad food service love, and she's in a position to know what she's talking about. ;) (okay, technically she said it means he likes me, I just like my phrasing better.)
