I was really really pissed today. I hate it when he springs last minute training on us like that. I mean, hello, we have a life dammit. I hate having to cancel all my plans for YOU. I honestly don't mind if it's just a short training, but to let it drag for FOUR BLOODY HOURS is just fucking insane. You don't test or guage commitment by who can cancel their plans. I had two gifts to buy, and I ended up only getting the gift for ONE person, because of you and your unreasonable whims and fancies. Bastard.

*simmers down* Yeah, after training, went to town for dinner and to buy my mom's bday present with Tom. Got her Magnolia shower gel and a brownish tinted lip balm from L'occitane. $48 bucks in all. On my way home, this middle aged guy came up to me and started crying, begging for money so he could take a cab to see his sick grandma. He was all like, "I'll pay you back tomorrow!" and I asked "And how are you gonna do that?!". I refused to lend him the money of course, but he - get this - KNELT down and started pleading. That totally floored me, and I told him off straight in the face, asking him where his pride was, and wasn't he embarrassed to reduce himself to that level? He was really sobbing, but I was really surprised at myself, that I didn't feel an ounce of pity for him. Perhaps he wasn't conning me? I don't know, but one can never be too careful.