Ironically I've been told a few times that the customer is, in fact, NOT always right. By management no less! I'd laugh if it weren't for the fact that they always tell me this after I elected not to choke a b**** when they would've let me.
I work at a service center on the highway, sometimes at a barista cafe/bakery place and sometimes at a convenience store, most of the time as a cashier. And my god the people that you get on the highway are terrible. Sometimes you just want to reach over the counter and smack 'em upside the head.
Hah, after not being in school for so long I'd kill to be back again, especially if it means not having to go back to work. The only reason I'm there right now is so I have money to live on while I'm at school.
At the moment, I'm trying to download more GBA ROMs while looking at the various challenges in the challenge board. I've never done any before, and I figured maybe I'd do a picture LP of a couple. I'm also trying to work out how to proceed my character in Shattering Worlds while waiting for my gf to wake up and I'm waiting for a good opportunity to go back to my old high school and get my transcript sent to the college... and I think that's about it.
Lark spun the pipe behind her left hand. She wasn't all too surprised at how easily she could hold it. There was something to be said for constantly playing the violin, which required a lot of arm strength. Paopao dipped her head at the human, going back to sit by Kit's foot. Lark didn't quite notice this, listening to the other person. His eyes were dark, dark with something she could only vaguely recognize. It was disheartening however, and she found herself disliking it. Now wasn't the time to mention it and so she smiled at him happily, shaking his hand with ease.
"It's okay, really," she demurred. "I didn't do anything special. You were hurt so people needed to help. I'm happy Paopao and I could!" It was a rather flooring amount of sincerity from her, but this was a fact. She was happy he was okay and she was even happier that he wasn't panicking. "My nae is Lark, but you can call me Kit! Everyone does... or did at any rate." She glanced in the direction of her apartment. It wasn't destroyed yet, which to her was a good sign. Maybe Jake had gone back there. "This is Paopao by the way." She gestured to the Labramon, who gently licked her clenched hand. "What... do you want to do now?" She wasn't sure it was okay to leave them alone but staying out here in the open could be any better.
Lark stared at this whole occurrence with mild confusion before sliding off of the Labramon's back and following Artemis' directions. "Um... is that creature okay Paopao?"
Labramon whined a neutral reply. She didn't know and she was concerned, but she was more pleased by the fact that Lark had not been hurt. If she had gone in there with that silly rabbit, well, Paopao would have had a few words for that bunny and more than a couple of barks. She went over despite this, leaving Kit clutching the pipe nervously. Sniffing the human, she dripped drool onto his face, gently licking to avoid clothes.