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Ah, the perks of working in a run-down department store next to a McDonald’s.

As I was walking past that nasty-ass restaurant/house of death, some bitch was waiting to get into the drive-thru lane (the store I work in is on the other side and I needed to cross through the lot). She glared at me like “bitch, get out of the fucking way. I NEED MY MCDOGSHIT AND A DIET COKE” .. so I walked a little slower.