Slow Sunday at work, so shitty tips.
Last day working with my friend for a month, so now it's me, my boss, boss' cousin, other coworker, and other guy who can't work more than 1/2 days a week till his finals are done. *sigh*
Guy creepily ogled my ass and legs as I was making his coffee.
On my way home, I saw a guy biking up the street with what appeared to be two dogs of his. I guessed wrong, as they stopped chasing the cyclist and started running towards me, barking their heads off. I froze, not knowing what to do, hoping that someone would hear the dogs. Then one of them circled around me and I -think- nipped my ass, then distanced itself and continued barking. They both looked like they were seriously pissed off, and I was frozen in place.
The owner then called the dogs back. I don't think she saw me, though. I walk by that house almost every day on my way home from work. Definitely not walking down that way anymore, I guess. Not allowed to carry knives/bear spray/mace, so I'm pretty much screwed if I have a coyote/dog/raccoon/homocidal maniac come after me.
You'd wonder why everyone wants me to switch jobs.
Sinitech
Lol.
I guess that's what you get for being black.
JadeTheAssassin
But i'm so pale. :(