BOOM

Total Cigarettes Today: One

So.
I didn't go to Humanities today.
I woke up on time, oh yeah.
Mom was supposed to get me tampons.
Did she?
Nope.
So where did I go?
Nowhere.

Well.
Here's a story for you.
I'm at work tonight, and it's just Stacey, me, and Crazy Lady who is getting her nails done by Stacey...
And we're all hanging out, y'know, waiting for Crazy Lady's nails to dry.
She's going on and on about why she got dentures after she had her first child.
Stacey and I are trying not to scream cuz this lady is just a "different type of egg", as Stace would put it.
All of a sudden, there's this BOOM.
And I mean, fucking COSMIC, okay?!
So, my eyes are big as fucking saucers, and I look at Stace, and I go, "What the fuck was that?"
And she has no idea, but she's a mom, so she put Mom Pants on, and we went and walked around the shop together.
Cuz there were TONS of scenarios we had picked out:
1- A car hit the building
2- Someone shot someone else
3- The dryer magically tipped over
4- Someone from next door was trying to break in
5- Aliens were invading
We just couldn't figure it out, and I wasn't about to check the vacant place next to us, so I called the cops to report the noise.
A guy, probably in his late 50s, came out to investigate around the building.
He said that he's responded to calls like this before at our shop.
AND THAT JUST FREAKED ME OUT.
So, I left a note for Denise (my boss) to let her know what happened, and Stacey and I held hands when we left because I was FREAKED THE FUCK OUT.

Now I'm home.
And safe.
NO BOOMS HERE.