racheleggert
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I am back... I had down and ups during weekend- lets start with friday and end on sunday...I promise I'd update y'all about my crazy weekend..
Friday- I hung out at a mall for awhile then went work, and people at work surprised me with small cake and cards. While working in backroom, my friend came in and said "Golfer is on this hole, and I want to get away from him because hes not in good mood, so I am here to see you". I told him "No shit, and I hate moody people, and that the golfer need some PMS/Chill pills", and he totally agreed with me. After work, my boss drove me up to where my friend work, so we went out for dinner at Wendy's. It have been long time since I ate at Wendy's. My friend dropped me off at the bus stop at the mall since my friend know I can't drive and I rely on public transportation heavily. My friend and I work at same touranment besides other place we normally work during winter/spring.
Saturday- I went to Minneapolis, and somehow bus broke down. Lucky there was other bus waiting for all us to transfer (lucky a woman somehow knew I was deaf, so she gestured lets get off, and follow those people). The weather was so damn hot, and I had to walk like 2 miles in the parade. At the end of parade route, person forget to pick me up, so lucky a school board candidate came up and asked if I needed a ride, and I told him sure and I need to go to a friend's house which is not far for driving. My friend's house was too hot, and it has no AC and I was sweating when everyone hang out in front yard since he had birthday party. Food was good but cake frosting was too rich! A paratransit bus was suppose to pick me up at 5PM but it didn't show up, so I had my friend's wife call them tell them to come and pick me up because my SK2 was acting up. It was very late dropping me off at a party for my work. There was so many people in golf attire expect for me because I didn't had time to go back home to change clothes- I wore campaign shirt with many stickers. Food was OK, and somehow my SK2 work (weird!), and people I work with told me that my friend left 20 minutes ago and was worried about me, and I told them I better take this call outside to call friend. I told my friend everything, and worried if how I will get home- I told friend that the paratransit would pick me up at 8ish, and was very relived.
Sunday- I was suppose to take my mom and one of my sister to my work to watch golf, somehow they ended up being sick, and wanted to stay home. I took bus to St. Paul, and called my friend at home that I may be late and that I was gonna take cab from St. Paul , but friend suggested that I should go home because work is far away/save money and I wouldn't be there on time and would let my boss know what happened. I took bus back home, and later on my mom and I went get something for my b day dinner, so we did got lasnga (sp?) and ice cream cake. My family celebrated my b-day last sunday.
Hopefully next year it would be better and hope they don't get sick again. My work crew and boss told my friend that they want me back next year and my friend told me that I am very special... They just spoil on me. I am hoping to work more than 2 days next year.
Friday- I hung out at a mall for awhile then went work, and people at work surprised me with small cake and cards. While working in backroom, my friend came in and said "Golfer is on this hole, and I want to get away from him because hes not in good mood, so I am here to see you". I told him "No shit, and I hate moody people, and that the golfer need some PMS/Chill pills", and he totally agreed with me. After work, my boss drove me up to where my friend work, so we went out for dinner at Wendy's. It have been long time since I ate at Wendy's. My friend dropped me off at the bus stop at the mall since my friend know I can't drive and I rely on public transportation heavily. My friend and I work at same touranment besides other place we normally work during winter/spring.
Saturday- I went to Minneapolis, and somehow bus broke down. Lucky there was other bus waiting for all us to transfer (lucky a woman somehow knew I was deaf, so she gestured lets get off, and follow those people). The weather was so damn hot, and I had to walk like 2 miles in the parade. At the end of parade route, person forget to pick me up, so lucky a school board candidate came up and asked if I needed a ride, and I told him sure and I need to go to a friend's house which is not far for driving. My friend's house was too hot, and it has no AC and I was sweating when everyone hang out in front yard since he had birthday party. Food was good but cake frosting was too rich! A paratransit bus was suppose to pick me up at 5PM but it didn't show up, so I had my friend's wife call them tell them to come and pick me up because my SK2 was acting up. It was very late dropping me off at a party for my work. There was so many people in golf attire expect for me because I didn't had time to go back home to change clothes- I wore campaign shirt with many stickers. Food was OK, and somehow my SK2 work (weird!), and people I work with told me that my friend left 20 minutes ago and was worried about me, and I told them I better take this call outside to call friend. I told my friend everything, and worried if how I will get home- I told friend that the paratransit would pick me up at 8ish, and was very relived.
Sunday- I was suppose to take my mom and one of my sister to my work to watch golf, somehow they ended up being sick, and wanted to stay home. I took bus to St. Paul, and called my friend at home that I may be late and that I was gonna take cab from St. Paul , but friend suggested that I should go home because work is far away/save money and I wouldn't be there on time and would let my boss know what happened. I took bus back home, and later on my mom and I went get something for my b day dinner, so we did got lasnga (sp?) and ice cream cake. My family celebrated my b-day last sunday.
Hopefully next year it would be better and hope they don't get sick again. My work crew and boss told my friend that they want me back next year and my friend told me that I am very special... They just spoil on me. I am hoping to work more than 2 days next year.
