My God...
Seriously... my God... I have never in all my years had an experience at my job, in the liquor department, as I had last night with my friend Amy.
We were doing our thing when this crazy lady and her bf came in. Turns out her name is Tonya because her bf kept telling her to stop acting crazy by the end of our conversation.
Well it's really not her, but it's so damn close, it's scary. This chick said told us a little bit of information about her, that really I would have went on with my happy, somewhat mediocre life, but no, she wanted to upset this and spring something new and interesting in my life.
Apparantly, Tonya is going to jail next week. She was drinking her alcohol this week because she was said that she was going to jail. Why is she going to jail you ask?
Here are some options:
1. Indescent exposure?? Nope.
2. Drinking and driving?? Nope.
3. Buying alcohol for an underager?? Nope.
4. Stealing?? Nope.
5. Violating probation?? Nope.
This Tonya chick did none of the above. Drum roll please............ she threaten to kill someone with a butcher knife!!!! She tells me this as she is intently staring at me kind of bending over the counter.
I don't know about you, but at that moment I want to run far, far away. She also said she was sad that her father threw away her roast. (That would prolly make me sad as well.)
I don't know about you, but at that moment I want to run far, far away. She also said she was sad that her father threw away her roast. (That would prolly make me sad as well.)
Tonya told me that she wishes we could hang out sometime because we'd probably have a lot of fun. I told her cool and to have a wonderful night.
I wonder what kind of friends she'll make in jail... poor bf.
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