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| despite the fact that you've never been to san francisco...
don't most people have some kind of idea what san francisco is like?
do you call a hotel in the middle of nyc with only 30 rooms and asks if they have a pool on site?!
no! you don't. you don't do that for san francisco hotels either.
what 30 room hotel in san francisco would have a freaking pool on site?!
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| so i've thought about this subject a million times.
whenever i bring it up...people always say i'm insane psycho crazy...
i'm not crazy i'm just CURIOUS!
so let me try to explain this as simply as i can.
mary likes jim.
but then jim is gay.
mary realizes she loves jim.
but jim is gay.
mary cannot live without jim.
therefore mary gets a sex change.
mary becomes a man. (full on man)
(insert some plot/plan whatever)
mary becomes monty.
monty and jim hook up and become an item.
does this make monty gay?
because monty was originally mary.
but mary could not get jim.
therefore mary had to become monty to get jim.
now that mary is monty he has jim.
is monty gay?
so every time i try to have a serious conversation about this subject i get the weirdest responses. like "why are you asking me this?" or "why are we talking about this?" or "are you thinking of getting a sex change for some gay guy?!" . . . i would also like it if a gay guy could please give me some feedback as well. i'm so curious. this question has been clawing at my brain for years now, and i've finally decided to blog about it. :)
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| no one knows real pain
until you have waxed your own bikini line.
and bc i'm OCD...
any stray...
i got my tweezers and tweezed everything.
when i got up from the tub...
i felt dizzy and my legs were weak...
omg.
no wonder we pay professionals to do this shit.
that was one of the most PAINFUL experiences EVER.
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| RIDICULOUS!
we have a graffiti problem.
kids graffiti our walls every other day.
they spell things incorrectly, they write things that make no sense.
they think spelling "yellow" "yeloe" is cool.
so we have a graffiti problem.
but then one day these kids make a proposition.
they ask if they can use our back wall.
why?
to do a graffiti mural.
so my mom and i were like, it has to be better than what's already there.
fine.
so we let these kids take over our wall.
it turns out awesome.
  
as soon as this mural went up our graffiti problem disappeared.
no one touched our property.
no graffiti problem and my mom and i were hella happy.
not to mention people really took notice bc of this mural.
and then maybe 1 month later...
we got a letter from hayward city hall.
they said it is law that all graffiti must be erased by the property owner.
although they are fully aware it is not our problem, by city laws,
we must remove it CONSTANTLY.
with our own fucking money.
basically the city doesnt like the graffit so they passed a law for the owners to get rid of it.
they say we need to have it erased within a week or we get fined.
so i call city hall.
basically they said if you want a mural it needs to be preapproved by the city.
but the city clerk adds, "but i dont think your mural would be approved anyway seeing it isn't the type of art we're looking for."
so i said, "you can't define what art is. this mural in no way has any gang relations nor does it cause any problems. if anything ever since this mural came up we've had NO problems w/ graffiti."
then the lady tells me, "well you can file for a mural, but it needs to be preapproved, and it also costs $1500 to put a mural up on any property whether you own it or not."
so in the end...we had to erase all that.
i feel so bad to the many people that drew it.
fucking hayward city.
of course your city is as fucked up as it is.
instead of trying to help these kids express themselves in a legal healthier way they fucking turn their backs and look for another way to make some fucking money.
charge for a fucking mural?!
i've never heard of such fucking nonsense.
"well we understand it prevented your property from being vandalized, but it's just against our policy, and it's not the type of art that we approve. i'm sorry."
YEA FUCK YOU TOO!
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| today after our busy ass lunch rush,
my mom and i are chilling trying to BREATHE.
then my mom's like "OH MY GOD COME HERE!"
so i go and the office is fucked up.
someone had gotten in and left in the middle of our lunch rush!
how the hell did we not hear or see him?!
what got to my mom and me the most...
this bastard took our beloved orchid plant!
my mom and i are like "wtf...he didn't take the $200 worth of quarters but took our orchid?!"
what the fuck!?
then later while my mom is cleaning she calls me over again.
oh shit...the orchid wasnt taken.
it crashed to the floor during the mess this bastard made.
my mom and i were hella sad.
wth did the orchid do?!
it was SO pretty too.
anyway, so then i'm cleaning the FUCKING MESS outside,
because you KNOW poor people don't know how to clean up after themselves.
i know this is a stereotype but after working at chubby's...
yea people in hayward don't know how to throw away their shit.
then my mom starts screaming at the top of her lungs.
i run back, and this freaking african american kid pops out of our office!
my mom is running towards me screaming.
i'm like standing there thinking "wtf?"
so i was like "WTF ARE YOU DOING IN OUR OFFICE?!"
then i turned around, walked my ass outside and called over one of our customers.
he was waiting in his car.
so he comes in with us, and then my mom is in a corner freaking out screaming at the kids.
then this kids starts BAWLING!
he's like "someone killed my sister!"
"i don't know what to do! call the cops!"
he's like screaming and crying.
i'm like...oh shit!
so i call the cops.
i tell the dispatcher everything.
this is where things start getting REAL shady.
i ask the crying kid how old he is.
he won't reply bc he's crying.
then i tell the dispatcher he's like 16/17.
then the customer asks the kid how old he is and he says 13.
NO FUCKING WAY!
anyway, then this kid walks out of the restaurant, still bawling of course.
the dispatcher is like "HOLD ONTO HIM! DON'T LET HIM RUN"
bitch you hold onto him. hell no.
so i was like "no i don't think so."
and she's like "well what was he wearing?"
blah blah blah.
the cops come and the kid is in the back parking lot crying.
then the kid sees the cops and hops the wall and starts running.
okay wtf?!
eventually there are like 8-10 cop cars that all come.
while whatever is happening,
my mom goes into the bathroom in the office,
and there are boxes of our files on the floor and shit.
he was digging through our shit!
okay if he was hiding in our office..
why would he need to dig through our shit?!
anyway time passes...and all the cops leave!
they don't even stop by our shop to give us a case # or ask us questions.
they straight up just left.
anyway and then the kid comes back to our restaurant!
WTF! HE LOOKS FINE!
and you know what's even worse..
HE HANDS BACK OUR MASTER KEY!
THE PRICK HAD TAKEN OUR MASTER KEY WHICH WAS HANGING IN OUR OFFICE!
i ask him what happened, and the kid says it was a misunderstanding.
that someone played a joke on him.
. . .
okay why the fuck was he in our office?
then i was like "so why did you go through all our shit?!"
and what's his reply... "i didn't"
"then what about all our file boxes in the bathroom?"
and he's like "what boxes?"
OMFG! L;KJADSFL;KJASDF;LKJ
and then i was like "how did you get our key?"
"I don't know it was just in my pocket."
OH MY FUCKING GOD!
i told him to just leave.
i'm like...okay this shit isn't legi.
so i call the police department and ask what happened.
she was like "we we didn't think it involved your restaurant so that's why you weren't included in the investigation."
. . .
DIDN'T I FUCKING SAY HE HAD BEEN HIDING IN OUR FUCKING OFFICE YOU FUCKING IDIOT?! HELLO HE HAD OUR FUCKING MASTER KEY!
how is that not involved with us?!
so then she's like "okay okay i'll reopen the case and send an officer over."
the officer comes, and i explain he had been hiding in our office for hours, and that he hella dug through our shit, broke our plants, and left a mess in our office.
then the officer looks through shit writes down somethings...
and then he's like alright.
i ask him what happened...
okay get this...
are you guys ready?
ready?
no ... really...
are you ready?
SOMEONE ON MY SPACE STARTED A RUMOR SAYING HIS FRIEND WAS SHOT!
. . .
fucking my space. omfg.
and then i'm pissed bc this kid STOLE our master keys, and dug through our shit...
none of it makes sense.
he heard his friend was shot so he ran into our office and hid in the bathroom for hours?!
and then he accidentally finds our master keys in his fucking pocket?!
i find out he is 16 years old, so why did he tell me he was 13?!
he said his sister was killed.
the police tells me the rumor was about his homeboy.
all of this is fucking bullshit.
and the cops won't do shit.
they called his father, and that was it.
i'm so mad.
at the fucking cops that are fucking useless, at this fucking kid for being a bastard.
i'm mad that he wasn't at school at 1pm.
i know both high schools, and they aren't out at 1pm today.
this little prick is at home by himself causing fucking trouble on people like us.
the cops just feel they need to give him a fucking slap on the wrist and let his parents deal w/ it.
obviously his parents don't know how to deal w/ their fucking child if shit like this is going down.
if MY parents found out i wasn't at school and on myspace...
my mom would have broken my right arm this time.
and just like the time she broke my left arm,
she would break it in half and then make me play on the piano for an hour, and THEN send me to the emergency room.
then when we got back from the hospital she would probably use a wooden spatula and hit me till she felt better about the fees it cost to pay for the emergency room visit.
then she would make me practice piano for the next week even if i were wearing a fucking cast.
little bastard needs to get a fucking beating from MY mom.
people shouldn't be allowed to have fucking children unless they pass test and requirements.
you know...like the question "agree or disagree...your child should get his ass kicked if he ditched school so he can attempt robbery at a burger shop."
fuck i'm so mad.
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