I just came back from doing my community service, it was entertaining alright. At first I was really not up to it...hell, I'm not up to anything. Everytime I need to go work or do community service (which doesn't happen a lot) I get the feeling that I'm going to throw up. Anyways, so I got there, safely, but of course something needed to go wrong! I get there and there's no one there to open up the god damn place...so my grand-mother, who happens to work for the organisation (I just learned today that my grand-father is the founder of that organism) tells me to come wait with her in her car. I don't mind, I like my family, the only thing is that when your grand-mother is into country music and she likes LISTENING to it while your there its not that pleasant. So I waited for about ten minutes and the guy gets there, he opens the place up and I get to work.
To my surprise no one knows what to do. I need to explain them where everything goes and what we need :s hell, one woman wasn't even able to boil some water :o So we start up the pop corn machine. It went POP...POP...POP...POP.POP.POP...SMOKE!! The whole kitchen was full of smoke...I like stood as far as I could from the machine because I was sure it was going to explose! Later on the smoke clears and the work space SEEMED safe. My grand-mother pops up these bags containing liquid cheese (EWW!) into a casserole full of water so that they can get hot. Instead of putting it on LOW like I said, she goes and puts it on HIGH. Of course, in a matter of seconds I go to check them and they're about to explode. Enough with exploding things! I kept as far away as possible from the people whom I was working with in case they exploded to!
B6, I21, N34, G45, O65
Anyways so I turned the heat down and went to the counter since someone is there to order stuff. Turns out it's my aunt's neighboor who's holding this case which I presumed was holding a ring. So she starts by telling me how this woman got herself into the Bingo by giving away her wedding ring, which is worth 125$ (pathetic) since she didn't have any money. Although it was a very nice ring. So as I continue doing my stuff people come to the counter and they are asking for Hot Dogs (the answer : sorry the sausages are cooking), Fries (the answer : sorry our machine is kind of slow to heat up, come back in like 15 minutes), Thea (the answer : the water is to cold, we're are sorry, come back later). This goes on for an hour, ONE FRIEKEN HOUR, and the people at the kitchen are saying to the customers : sorry we just got here. Got here?! It's been an hour! Oh and by the way the frie machine wasn't on :P
So eventualy the guy working there starts to talk to me about how one of my friend (who is in high school with me in Vocal concentration) should try out for this competion where he needs to show off his skills in art. So he continues on babbling about that and I'm literaly falling asleep and then...! He tells me that peotry and literary art is not considered as "art" and how if I want to join that competition I don't stand a chance. I wanted to hit him so hard, but I'm not violent so I didn't say anything...nor do. Afterwards this little lady comes to the counter and starts talking on how she went to confess to the curch (waste of time) and that the priest asked her why she was wearing a green top with crimson red pants. So she starts yelling : THIS IS A FREE COUNTRY! NEXT TIME I COME TO SEE YOU YOU'LL SEE ME IN MY PYJAMAS!!! (she's not derranged...at all :P)
Later on I look outside the door situated at the other side of the establishement and to my surprise it's beautiful outside! Mother Nature is really startinf to piss me off! Like I took beautiful pictures of her this afternoon and she thanks me with this, keeping me prisonner of a frieken kitchen! Well now that I'm home and that I'm finishing my school work I might have found the answer to my problems. I just printed out my Short Story Analysis, which was like 20 pages long, not ecologic.
The Fries
Turn on the red light!
So I continue my work, and now my stomach is crying for junkfood! I felt real bad, my mom made me this like huge salade (she always overdoes everything) before leaving and my body will kind of get a slap out of that. Anyways I go for it, fries and Orange Crush. But now I'm feeling real big...as if I'm the one who's going to explose (AHHH!!). So I look at the guy and I'm like, I need to go to the bathroom :) He lets me and I rush there, altough there's a man following me, SHIT! I lock myself in the toilet stand thing (ok this is not what it seems) and I stood there and texted :) I just can't stand being cut from society :S But the guy that followed me in is like standing in front of the sink and not moving...he must think I'm constipated or something. So I wait like 10 minutes until he decides to give up and let me go (or so I thought). When I get back into the kitchen I find everyone sitting around a table doing nothing. So I sit down next to my grand-mother and start texting my friend. The guy looks at me and he's like : "Are you the only kid with a BlackBerry at school?" I look at him and answer : "Well not the only one but one of the few". He then asks me how I get to school (drastic change of subject) and I tell him that my mom takes me there every morning since she works at the University of Ottawa. "You don't only have a BlackBerry you also have a private chauffer to get to school", he says. "Your a spoiled brat!" Suddenly my grand-mother jumps in and deffends me by saying that I might be spoiled but that I'm a good person after all, a very good one indeed (I love you Grandma :) )
The Escape
Either way, I'm done with my community service for tonight, I only have 16 hours on 40 :( I'm finishing this blog up and then I'm heading to bed to get my much deserved sleep. I'm leaving now, I'll upload my photos that I took at the community hall tomorrow! Good night to you all! :)
