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Mickie O would be so ashamed of me!
As you all know I’m on a personal journey to find my inner Mickie O, Well yesterday I not only embarrassed my family name I tarnished the reputation of all women aspiring to be like Mickie O, okay well I didn’t do all that but now that I got your attention. I went to see Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 the other day (it was great) and the only reason I went is because I had a gift card to AMC and student ID, on my way to the theatre I said to myself I can't wait to get an Icee. So we get there wait in line and I get to the concession stand and the light was on to the white cherry Icee machine, I’m a tad bit upset at this point but the concession worker tells me that there is another stand upstairs which is cool considering that my movie was up there any way so I go up there and again the red light is on. I look to my right at the other concession stand and its closed so I go ask the worker what’s up with the Icee’s and he is all like we have the Coke Icee I try to stay calm and reiterate that I want cherry and again he offers me Coke, at that moment I call on my personal Lord and savior to help me keep my hands off of this young man. As I’m talking to Jesus I mutter through clenched teeth is there someone else I can talk to about this, he tells me I can go to guest services which is down stairs. I’m officially angry so I go back down stairs to find someone that can help me a manager right WRONG I get some girl that looks like she hates her life. So I say can I speak to someone I have a problem (all the while thinking I will get to speak to a manager) this Heffa says with an attitude well what’s the problem. At that point I was done I turned around without a word and walked off because if I would have stayed I would be writing you from LA County Women’s Jail as I walked my anger grew and I kicked a trash can it made me feel better and ignorant at the same time. So I said all that to say sorry to my inner Mickie O I know that set us back about a good two weeks.It could be worst much worst...
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