Okay, last night, me and dad went to a store called BJ's. It's forty minutes from home, so it's a bit of a drive. We got a ton of food and thought that we were ready to leave.
Until the computers went down.
Yep. The whole credit card system shut down. It took TWENTY MINUTES for the flippin guy to fix the problem, and even then it broke a minute later! Oh gosh, it was b-o-r-i-n-g. Dad was waiting, everyone was doing a whole lot of no help, and Jim couldn't fix the problem.
Where was I through all this? On the dirty, concrete floor with nothing but a 9-14 Switch magazine and a cell phone to entertain myself. I know, feel sorry, boo hoo, but there's not all that much to do. Except look at trashy teen mags.
"Look beautiful in just three months!"
"Glamour shots of Thomas Edison!"
"Justin Beiber! POSTERS INSIDE!"
"Find out if a nerd likes you! Quiz!"
"Find out what your poodle thinks of you! Ten easy steps!"
"Solve your romance problems in just two days!"
Yep. That's Monday night.
We got home at, like, ten. Happy November second.