A day to rant about.
The day started off normal until I began to feel excruciating, hiccups of tightening back pain. Needless to say, this made the remainder of my time at school and the hours following extremely difficult. After school, I began my usual leisurely walk into downtown Tampa. This time I included my good friend Eileen and we talked of life, sex, and shitheads at our school. A walk is the best place for this, I feel. We needed to munch on something delicious. We decided to waltz into a place neither of us have ever been. We had a hankering for some delicious pitas, so what the hey, let's go to Pita's Republic. The place was empty, and the guy running it was by himself talking on the phone. We realized we were in quite a predicament when we both only had five dollars. We decided the best thing to do was to order from the kid's menu. Clearly next to the "cheese pizza pita and drink" the price read $2.95. My colleague Eileen explained to the handsome employee that we both wanted that, but we were paying seperately. The cashier proudly says to Eileen, "that'll be $4.50!". Thinking there was some sort of mistake, I interjected with, "you know we're paying seperate right?", thinking that maybe he combined the orders. Then, as though a second head sprouted from my neck, he gave me a strange glare and said, "uuuuh, yeah, $4.50 for one cheese pizza pita". Hanging my head at what seemed to be my own stupidity, I paid the man $4.50. We sat down and began eating, finding that 1.)the sodas were flat, and since I didn't feel like doing anything about it, I just poured myself a juice. And 2.), after studying the menu several times to see if I made a mistake, we both came to the conclusion that we were clearly ripped off. It didn't really hit us as a big deal until we walked outside and an old man asked if we would mind buying him a sandwich. I explained to the man that since we were ripped off by the asshole inside, we were out of money(of course he probably didn't believe me). Accepting our defeat, we reflected on the cruelness of people in general and what simply drives someone to do something so shitty and not feel any remorse whatsoever. We concluded that there simply is no middle ground. There are nice people who, therefore, are push-overs and can't be assertive. Or, cruel people that do shitty things to the push-overs. Absolutely unfair. This man did not know the extent to which he fooled two teenagers. Simultaneously, because this man had to be selfish, we had to suffer major setbacks. Went to a book store, didn't have enough to buy anything. Went to get drinks, luckily, I had enough for me and Eileen to get something at starbucks. It's a shame. We were crushed.
Shitty shitty shitty day.
p.s. i just found out about a second ago that my back pain may or may not be associated with a kidney infection. Fucking awesome.
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