so while i stare down my phone waiting for it to ring let me tell you why i cant have nice things

Yup, thats what ive been doing for the first 2 hours of my working day. Im having a stare down with my phone.. i think im starting to believe that i can actually feel when its going to ring or something. Like when your in the car and your radio  starts to buzz and you know that means your phones going to ring? okay maybe thats just my chevy misty acting up, but 9/10 times the phone does ring!

So since i cant stand to just sit here and wait any longer, i would like to confess something to all of you... i lost the companies $500 pen. Yes thats right, a pen, that costs $500. Why does it cost so much you may ask? well its confidential so i cant tell you, but its an intelligent pen that they've spent a pretty long time testing... and we  have 24 in total each one assigned to a different person... and i lost mine at a bar on Friday night.

This is why i cant have nice things people! why would anyone in their right mind give me something that expensive and easy to loose... oh right because they dont know me....

Apart from my clutziness, which has cost my family alot of money in new dishes, birthday cakes, vases ect ect.and  which means im not  allowed to  have any fine china or knives in my hand (the knife thing  is a long story... 8 stitches and 10 years later they still wont let it go) i also loose everything!

Ive lost keys.. ive lost earings, clothes, lunches, shoes, rings (expensive rings), phones, wallets ect ect. Its mostly due to the fact that i have my head up my ass  in the clouds all the time. Im always daydreaming about something while i work... or drive.... (dont worry if you dont live in the Greater Toronto Area your safe.... if you do... id probably be a bit concerned about chevy's while crossing the street) no really i almost killed someone last year... okay killed is an overstatement <--- thats not a word is it? i almost broke this girls legs as she crossed the street is a more accurate statement. NOT my fault entirely.. it was dark and was wearing all black... how did she expect me to notice her darting around like that.


Any who, the last time my family put anything of importance in my care was grade 2. Oh i remember it well. I was given a 5 thousand dollar open cheque by my mom to give to my dad. Alright, again i am going to come to my own defence... who in their right mind would ever give a 7 year old a cheque for that much money without a signature on it? no seriously! i know when they were young 7 was like the year they were expected to be adults or something but still... get with the program!!!

So anywho, it was put in a manilla envelope by my mom who told me to put it in my knapsack, not to touch it at all, and that my dad would get the envelope when he came to pick me up after school.

Okay, well, you cant give a 7 year old with an odd obsession for being Harriet the Spy when she gets older, a mysterious looking envelope and expect her not to open it!! again... get with the program ppl!! So of course i opened it, and found a cheque, and then a whole story line came into my mind... what was the cheque for, who was it really going to...and  then i lost the cheque... without any recolection of putting it down, its like it vanished! maybe im just a magician or something... yes.. "connie the eraser, you want something gone? call con con" <--- haha!!! i digress,

After that i was pretty much never allowed to carry anything of value.. okay maybe it was after the keys and the wallets, or  possibly after i lost my little sister (for like 2 minutes, i obviously found her after) ... point is dont ever give me a pen worth $500!!!

cross your fingers that i get the job, and find this  pen guys! ill keep you all posted. :)