this is the best blog post story

i am about to embark on a magical blogging adventure i am going to meet someone who is a fan of my blog and i will probably eat a sandwich in front of her. which sandwich i dunno, it might even be soup. i don’t think she blogs but she has a myspace. i hope she brings me a present i like presents.

with my bay gift certificate i got a non-stick stir fry pan cos i am an adult now when we went to try and pay for it we went to a desk that looked like a cashier booth and a scraggily lady said THIS NOT A CHECK OUT in a major bitchy voice, she had bitchy hair too and a bitchy face and a bitchy sweater, she was not nice or helpful she did not offer directions to A CHECKOUT so as we walked away i said very loudly WHAT A BITCH i know she heard me. fil then disagreed saying he didn’t think she was bitchy. uh WRONG. then i got in a mini-fight with fil about how i was right. do i need to write another essay post about how only women are capable of detecting CUNTdar and guys are basically blind deaf and dumb to it?

what do you think do you think that woman was a bitch? i was even nice in asking if we could pay there i was JOLLY and polite and i even let my handsome dashing boyfriend walk two steps ahead of me as buffer/offering but she STILL gave a mean toned answer.

I AM RIGHT!!!!

ps i didn’t get new shoes cos the bay only carries ornery unstylish crotchety shit.