So, i decided to leave work earlier, simply because i couldnt be arsed with any retarded customers anymore. I took all of my stuff, went outside, and walked to the bus station. little did i know, that it would have been way better to stay at work. Anyways, the bus came, i found a free seat and relaxed. a bus is great to relax, you know. UNLESS youre on the Line 11, somewhere in Heiligenstadt. i now have a bruise on my knee, plus the wonderful feeling of a gorgeous and more or less amusing headache. why? cause that psycho bus driver stopped suddenly, and half of the peeps inside fell over. ME. As much as i like being touched, i certainly dont like it if a stranger does that. if that can be called a TOUCH, more likely trying to squish me or something.
Anyways (=second time this word has been used within this post. hurray!) i went to the Milleniums City to get some medicmants from the local pharmacy there. you might know that every (well, the bigger stores) store has those alarm thingies in front of their doors. mangetism, or something. i really dont know. so, i wanted to go INSIDE (remember, i just came into the mill-city, without going into any store) and the alarm started. i was kinda puzzled, and stood there. within 2 seconds 3 (!!! like i am a huge guy with huge muscles and a pumpgun in my hand), made a circle around me, and started to ask very interesting questions.
“did you steal anything?”
“Excuse me, i just came here. i wasnt even IN your store yet.”
“did you steal anything from another store?”
“yeah right. of course i didnt. I JUST CAME HERE.”
“but the alarm rang!”
“i noticed.”
“well. did you buy anything somewhere else?”
“well. i am 22 now. i bet i did buy some stuff before. 22 years. long time, you know.”
“alright. i believe you.”
“wonderfull, thank you. can i have my medicaments now?”
“sure”.
this conversation was kind of odd. but hey, they realised that i didnt do anything bad and just gave me the stuff i wanted. and i paid.
Next stop was this god damn H&M store. whoever goes shopping there, i admire you for your patience. i am quite sure that half of the people working there are either minors, retards, or any kind of mental disturbed people. not all of them of course. you might ask yourself why the hell i went there. well, i had to return a shirt which was bought by one of my colleagues. since i am a nice person, i wanted to do that for her.
Alarm rang. at this time i seriously thought someone is taping me, and this was just for a funny movie or show or whatever. of course a H&M guy came to check what that evil pale girl did. (i always wondered how a man can work there. )
“open your bags. immediately.”
“woah. calm down. jesus.”
“i said open your bags, or do i have to call the security?”
“well. i dont mind if you do that. go along.”
“just give me your bag.”
so i handed him over that dreadfull bag of mine. he opened it, saw my creditcards, my phone, my mp3 player, an old harddrive i wanted to give to a friend of mine later, pencils, and whatever a girl has in her bag. but then, his face changed into something that might be called terrified. or shocked. or both together. when he opened the other side, he found what a girl needs. monthly. if you know what i mean. of course unused, sheesh!
“uhm….”
“you dont have to shocked. girls menstruate. they need some tampons.”
“uhm…”
“oh please. when a woman menstruates she…”
“ITS ALRIGHT! you can go now”
“mmkay. can i return that shirt first?”
“yes. but then please leave.”
i tried to go into a few other stores as well. alarm rang. i am still sure i got kidnapped by aliens at night and they did some weird things to me. and i am know confusing those store alarms, maybe because they arent just alarms. maybe those things are something awfully dangerous alien-ish things.
today was a good day.
i am just wondering why the people at the pharmacy allowed me to leave so fast. i mean, i could have been a potential wacko.
i laughed alot.

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