Late Night

May 24. Today I woke up at around 9 due to the sun shining in on me. So I got up, and watched some television and then decided to go do some laundry. I finished my laundry and went past a Ray's Pizza and decided I had to eat there since it was referenced in Elf. I went to work at 7. Thought I would be leaving around 12... NOT. While at work I had deal with the usual crap of having to fix the same shit over and over again, and a customer cut in front of me for the shirt I was folding to look at it. I just have to say Asians are the WORST and most inconsiderate shoppers ever. Unless you know one they're lovely. But these bitches just fuck everything up, and don't even care. I'm sorry, but I do not come to your laundry mat or your nail salon and start trashing the place just cause I can. (I realize this is a racist generalization, but I am angry so please let it slide). I left a little after 3, and got home around 3:45. When I got home I was just getting ready, no music, walking in socks, and such. And the person below pounded on the ceiling. Uh seriously. I'm sorry. But it's not like I'm doing jumping-jacks. I was actually trying to be quite. For a city that never sleeps shouldn't one be prepared for such rambunctious action. Oh well we'll see if I get some angry letter tomorrow morning. Off to bed.