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Tonight was literally girls night at work. I got to work just as it began to storm. Poor Caitlin and Amy got caught in the rain trying to lock up the patio furniture. Sandra and I were watching them from behind the counter, while we helped customers. She asked me if Caitlin knew that there is a jacket that she could wear. I told her that it wouldn't have done any good, since Amy was stuck with her. They were having a hard time with the lock for the patio furniture, and Nathalie didn't realize that they were still outside. She told them not to worry about it, and come back in right away. It was so bad that it even began to rain in the store; the door was still open. When then girls came back inside, they were drenched. All of us stood around and laughed at them.

I have to say that work was actually fun for the most part. There was a brief moment of frustration when this large group came him. We stood around for almost 10 minutes, while they held up the line having their own conversation. We kept saying over and over that we can help the next person who's ready, but they continued having their own convo. Finally one of their sons comes up and orders. We explain that we are out of cake batter (which tastes like ass), but we have the sinless cake batter. We do the whole spiel over how the medium's just a penny more, and the kid decides that he wants it. When I say kid, he's a teenager, fully aware of his surroundings and able to make his own decisions. His parents start arguing about the size, and finally the kid tells us his order. We didn't think that we would have enough sinless cake batter to make the medium cup, so we said that we could do half of that and half vanilla. We were mistaken, and we told him that we could go ahead and do it. His parents literally start arguing again about how the ice cream should be made amongst themselves. It's really not that serious. His parents' banter was about how we could split the medium ball of sinless and mix half vanilla, so other person could have at least half VS how it's stupid when we could just take the medium ball and make whatever the hell this guy wants. I decided not to get in to it, and help the next customer. I didn't know these people were with the pain in the ass family, and I do the spiel about the penny more. The mother and daughter yelled, "NO! NO!" when asked if they would like the medium upgrade. For one thing, I'm not that deaf, and secondly it was just a question. I start complaining to my other coworkers about these people, as well as Sandra who had to deal with the first family. After they finally moved on, there was another situation involving yet again, cake batter ice cream. We originally didn't have any ready, so this woman orders something else. As she's paying at the register, Amy announces that we now have cake batter available, and this woman throws a shit fit. Caitlin is trying to tell her that we could give her a lid (she got a cookie doughnt you want some), and she kept saying "no". This other group behind her did the same thing. The line had died out, and that first pain in the ass group was still there. I didn't really give a damn, and began to talk about them while they stood in front of us. Claire came out to the front, and asked what was going on. All of us stood there complaining about how people need to chill when we run out of things. We didn't have the cake batter ice cream while those other people were ordering, like Claire said, "Oh well, that's life! What more do you want us to do?!" We start talking about the pain in the ass group, especially the father. He was the one who initiated the first argument about the ice cream with his wife. Sandra was taking his order, and she kept asking him if he wanted any mix ins. He was giving us shit, saying that he doesn't know what we have or what we put in the ice cream. All of us stopped and looked at him dumbfounded. Sandra flailed her arms in front of her, saying that all the stuff you see right there is what we put. He kept looking at the mix in jars, and said, "I don't know, I don't understand why you keept asking me this. I don't know what you guys put in here, I don't know what you want me to put..."*HEAD->DESK* I wanted to slap him at that point. How big of an idiot can you be if you can't open your fucking eyes and read the labels!? Is it THAT hard?!

When things quieted down and we finished all necessary work, we stood in the back making top 10 lists. We did a top 10 pop songs of the '90s, you know Hanson was in that list. Another was top '90s trends, then s top 2000s list of whatever. We started talking about shows and some how the conversation lead to Degrassi. It turns out that almost all of the girls at work love Degrassi. We all agreed that we can't really get in to the new seasons, because of the new characters. They completely killed the show for us. One thing's for sure is that none of us can wait until that Degrassi movie comes out. At least it'll bring back the original people. Another humorous thing about Degrassi is that the story lines are pretty much reruns. Mia complaining that she's tired of being a mommy, and wants to be a normally high school student. Um, you should've thought twice before having sex, stupid! That Indian girl having sex in a van down by the river (Matt Foley, anyone) and regretting it. The Asian girl trying so hard to be popular, that she's a compulsive liar. Oh, how Liberty's brother looks NOTHING like her. We did the whole line of who got knocked up, who got STDs, and who got royally screwed over in the show. We all think that all the girls did get knocked up in real life, but got abortions. Another funny thing we discussed is how Jimmy's a rapper now. He goes by the name of Drake, and his song is on the radio. All of us laughed about how he'll always be Jimmy Brooks in Degrassi, in the wheelchair after Rick shot him. Sandra cracks me up. She said that if she ever saw him, she would say, "Jimmy Brooks! You're supposed to be in a wheelchair! What are you doing up there dancing, and all of a sudden you have a 'fro?! You're Canadian! You're not hard!" Later in the night all of us broke in to song when Blink 182 came on the radio. Overall it was a good night.

Just in case you're wondering about "Drake" aka Jimmy Brooks. ROFLMAO!!!1