5/17/2005 06:23:00 AM
I'm still withering away at my same old job hole. Life is hard. My birthday is coming up near the end of the month... I'm so old. The other day at the mall, I took my daughter in the bathrooms to make a peepeee, and there were two very loud teenage girls, thirteen or fourteen, proclaiming that they hate it when people take "boys" into the girls washroom "can't they read the fucking signs?"... my daughter has a short angled bob haircut, which is very cute and lego helmet like, and she was wearing a pink shirt. I snapped at them "She's a girl by the way" which they didn't seem to notice. When we were in the stall, they were cussing up a storm, hollaring fuck this and what the fuck and fuckin asshole and blibbity blah blah blah. I was so pissed off... when we got out to wash hands I glared at them and gave them a scolding... told them it was totally unnecessary and that they need to watch their foul mouths around little kids.

They were scared. Once the rage subsided I realized... I am one of those ladies, who used to hassle me when I was being cute and witty and charming and oh so cool when I was just a teenybopper. Those old jerks used to bring me down and hassle me, what had I ever done? But really... kids are ass cracks. That whole incident though made me realize, I AM A FOSSIL,

This isn't a bad thing, I'm not worried about it, but it's funny... though I must say, I was never that obnoxious! And how come nobody says teeny bopper anymore? Remember when that was a culture? The sassy, clean, neon wearing kirk cameron loving chicks were boppers... and the big haired stretch jeans wearing skanky girls were jovis (pronounced yo-vees). Ahhh... good times.

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