Minor Grievances

Sounds like they fucked up your sample or somehow screwed up the test. Just hope someone didn't pop something in a drink of yours or something, niqqa.

Don't eat too many poppy seeds beforehand.

Ok, so I had to pick up some things from school I had forgotten, and so I had to tag along with my Mom and Dad to do some grocery shopping. My Dad as usual stayed in the car and took a nap while my Mom and I went inside Boyers. We were almost done shopping, and we were passing hallways with food when I remembered that we need some sour cream and onion dip. Since we were almost past that hallway, I braked the shopping cart with my feet. What went wrong was that the floor was soaking wet for some reason, and there was no wet floor sign to be seen. My feet slid under the shopping cart, and I shaved the skin off my shin on a cross pole of the cart as well as hitting my shin with all my weight. I proceeded to yelp in pain while my Mom helped me up on my good leg. Two of the store attendants came to help and one of them started drying the floor with papertowels while the other went to get me ice. It was this really fat dude, and he took all the time in the world to get some ice from the back for my shin. It turns out the wet floor sign was a little farther than the corner of the hallway, and the water (which I still don't know where it came from) had flowed outside of the hallway. I limped to the car while my Mom complained to the manager and store attendants that it was all their fault for not fixing the water problem sooner. It's funny that we could've sued the company if I had broken a leg or twisted my ankle. The store finally gave my Mom a 25 dollar card for that store to "recompense" for what happened, even though the large welt and wound on my leg will take a couple of days to heal.

My mom and sister left for the amazon for 11 days and left me with my step father. I spent most of the weekend at my friends house but when I got home my step father made my life hell. He won't let me eat dinner or do my HW and screamed at me for no particular reason. I went to get a drink of water before practicing my violin and HE came into the kitchen, started yelling at me and proceeded to throw me onto the grass and get in my face and yell. You need to remember that this is a almost 6 foot man who weighs like 250 pounds and I am a 5' 8" 100 pound fifteen year old. This has now ended in him leaving to go to dinner and I am at the house. Already called my dad to come and pick me up and take care of me for the rest of the time my mom is gone until someone is here to control the man, cuz I really can't. If that isn't a minor Grievance, I don't know what it. I think it deserves a major grievance thread all to itself.

Well. That's just fucked up.

Makes my minor grievance miniscule by comparison.

Chicks are fucked in the head. Proper fucked.

I'm calmed down now that he is gone but am still pissed when I think of him. If only I was a bit bigger....... I could use a golf club....... or a 22 rifle........ or 12 gage shot gun.



A stink bug just flew stright at my head and smashed itself against my skull. Not a nice smell.

I'm at work....

Being right blows sometimes.