I will admit it. I love the album "Faith" by George Michael. I don't know why. I just really love that closet homosexual who came out to a cop. Also bought the new Cure and an old XTC album tonight. The RTP (a.k.a the Russian Tea Party) showed up at Starbucks tonight. Let me explain the RTP to you. A bunch of horny Cossack teens come in every Sunday night fifteen minutes before close and order lots of shit, then try to get free drinks or at least a discount. They chew, smoke and harass us. I am not sure why they chose tonight instead of last night. Maybe it was the anniversary of Lenin's death or some holiday commerating how Katherine the Great fucked a horse. The only reason that they come in is because my assistant manager likes them because they are a church group. I'm pretty sure that they have ties to the mafia, because they all bank like motherfuckers. Its so funny, the girls are all butterfaces and the boys sit on one side of the store and don't talk to them. There was one non Russkie with them and it made me think about the churchies. Fucking jean jackets. Funny shit. I am so pissed that I can't afford "Left Of The Dial" tomorrow that I may cry. Also, I work for eight and a half hours with the district manager. She just asks us by the book questions and shit like that. I hate it. But, if I want to become a shift soon, I gotta kiss her ass.
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