...and I didn't say hi to him. Why? First, I had nothing to say other than "hey Limey, how's Lollerskates.org?", and I know the answer to that. Frankly, it's not doing to well, because I haven't posted here. And that leads us back to the Fresh Market. Why, you ask? Well, if you asked why, you'd probably come up with the answer "because you work there, ass." And if you didn't, you're wrong, because I do work there. I work there four days a week, since about three weeks ago (which would explain the lack of posting), and you know what? I made four hundred and fucking fifty dollars packing meat all day. Yes, that joke has been worn out so badly I won't repeat it. Basically I stand around with a green hat and a white coat, saying "hi what can i get for you today" or something to that effect, and then fucking up people's orders because there's a goddamn case across the way that has everything that everyone always orders, except things they can't get there. So yes, a lot of the people that shop there I hate, except a few Englishmen here and there. And I hate anyone that buys Maryland Crab Cakes. There's so much more that I could bitch about but this ends here