I went to the movies this weekend. We wanted to see My Bloody Valentine but only because it’s in 3D. We get to the theatre but we find out that they don’t have the 3D technology… we decide to watch it anyway. When we walk in the dark theatre I see moms with their toddlers… I start thinking that we walked in the wrong theatre… nope it’s the right one. My hubby is about to sit in front of a mom with her 1 year old daughter on her lap… I don’t want to sit there, but it’s too late. I make a plan to start moving away if the baby starts crying. I see more people coming in with their young kids. My hubby is bothered by this, and so am I. There’s a sex scene and then we see a completely naked woman running around… well she did have her shoes on. It’s my favorite scene… you get to see everything, vajajay included. Her vajajay seemed weirdly shaped though. It’s super gory and the kids are watching the whole thing… and we wonder why kids are messed up. The movie was unintentionally funny… I would not recommend it. The movie made me late to work… I don’t like working weekends. I find out at work that my boss is no longer my boss, hooray! but he still works here, boo. My new boss is better… he doesn’t treat us like we’re 5 years old. One of my perverted co-workers asked how my bi*ches were doin… I told him they were perky. I go up to the market by were my work is to get something to eat. I don't like going there but I'm hungry. An argentina man starts talking to me in spanish... he knows i'm mexican for some reason. He asked where I worked and wants me to hook him up with a job there cause he just got fired. I feel sorry for him, he looks a little rough like he's been living in the street for a while. I would help him but I don't know of any jobs... just cause I have one doesn't mean I can get him one. But this happens to me a lot, I usually pretend I can hook them up with a job cause if I say no they start begging... as if i'm lying. I just want to eat, so I give him a fake number. I get to the register and the young man in front of me is getting Mike's Hard Lemonade. The register lady asked for ID... the guy pretends he dosn't hear. She repeats it several times but all he says is, What?  Finally he says he forgot it but will bring it back later... she told him to bring it later, and let's him buy it. He did have a food-stamp card though, that he bought chips with.