I am so pissed off.

One of my managers at work got in argument and he kicked me out of the resturant. He blamed me for something I didn't do, and that really made me mad. When he confronted me on it, I kept asking "Did you see me do? Did you see me do it?" and he never answered. Then he was like, "Thats it your going home" and he walked out of the kitchen. I was only at the resturant for about another 45 minutes before another manager told me that it'd be better if I went home. I was like "Yeah I think your right". I was in a pissy mood for the rest of my shift. So here I am, at home, on a Friday night, with nothing to do.

This is not Brandon James. This is someone I don't know. I never get mad. Those of you who know me well can vouch for me. And I never hold grudges. But this time might be different.................

I think I'm gonna go write some poetry to let out my frustration.

Man, I can't wait to see Toria again.

I'm out.