Over the past 3 years I’ve left my hometown, made new friends, expanded my knowledge, and even needed a couch to sleep on a point! All the while I have had these two beautiful people to accept me for myself…dog and all!! This allowed me to grow into a person I want to be, in a city I love, with likeminded people to surround me. Now I’ve had the pleasure to achieve a personal goal of making it to burning man thanks to them accepting me into their camp. I can’t thank these two enough for the endless love and friendship that they have provided. I hate you two so much! #Shway #bunchabwicklebwops #metalmaggots @dj_what_you_will @happyfourtwenty https://www.instagram.com/p/BnURWgUAPL30ivc40x-0LRZ6uzMVNGZyhANrUo0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=qdv8kknu5xyp
“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.
A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.
I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,