I Want To Draw...

I want to draw...

...I don't know how to draw

I wanna be whatever gender let's me live in a cottage in the woods with books and cats and a garden and no people around to bother me

I can't decide if I want no gender or every single gender

There was an emergency call off at work, so instead of calling someone much closer, I got called in!

On one hand, I would've liked more notice than "from now to 5". On the other hand, the money is good (our highest paying venue).

So, I work a double today from when I get there to 5 before moving to the theatre from 5:30 to 9 (or whenever I'm let off)

Whatever. Manager C gets car makeup. It looks horrible, but mom managed to hit almost ever bump

Update: I just checked to see what was going on. I get to work for Tony Hawk today!

They've just come by again. They saw me, slowed down, and just kept going.

I think they're waiting for me to leave and are circling the building.

Should I tell them I'm here till 5? And that either the door will close or someone will be here to replace me?

Nah.

I'm at a credentialed entrance. Everyone has to have one of 5 credentials to come down here today. This is roughly the exact conversation I just had with two kids. (It's a sloped tunnel and they're on scooters)

"Do you have credentials?"

"Can we go down there?"

"Nope."

"Why?"

"Because you need credentials."

"What's going on?"

"There's an event here tomorrow, so they're loading it in."

"Oh. Can we just ride down the slope? Go look at the set up?"

"Nope."

"Why not?"

"Because you need credentials."

"Where do we get credentials?"

"The white tent over there had a list of names. They all get credentials."

*someone walks by* "Well, why does she get to go in?"

"Because she has credentials."

"What's the event? Is it a rave."

"Nope; Skateboarding."

"Can we go ride the track?"

"Nope. Ya need credentials."

"Is Tony Hawk gonna be here?"

"Probably." It's his event.

"Well, my dad owns the venue. Can I go in?"

"You need credentials."

"My dad's Tony Hawk."

"I don't care. You need credentials."

"My dad owns this lot."

"You need credentials."

"Can we get in tomorrow?"

"With a ticket, yes."

"Do the tickets cost money?"

"Probably."

"We're gonna go get our credentials."

And that was the last I saw them. 20 minutes ago.

Cramps hitting just as I'm recovering from having teeth pulled is aphobic of the universe to allow!

rb to give the previous person a fucking break because life aint life-ing the way its supposed to life and it fucking sucks.