Sheffield dynek
Period 4
09/20/2009
Ugh... I Forgot
About two days ago:
“Sheffield do you have your homework” my math teacher asks me.
“Uh… I Forgot”
December 7, 2008:
I glance at my hockey bag and wonder why it looked so small before slinging it over my shoulder and walk out the door. I get in my car and drive to practice. Once I arrive at the rink I open my bag to find out that I’m missing my pants and shoulder pads, necessities for any sort of hockey. I start to freak out. I start rummaging through my teammates bags and finally I find a pair of pants. I throw them on and run into the pro-shop, where I am currently employed, and ask my manager in a frantic mess “Chris let me borrow a pair of pads I’ll pay u back later it’s an emergency!”
“Well Sheff I don’t know if that would be alright you know our policy on IOU’s.” I hated that guy so much, and after arguing and complaining with him for five insanely long minutes I convinced him to let me pay for the pads later. I run onto the ice close to fifteen minutes late. My coach yells at me and then makes me skate laps for the rest of practice.
December 7, 2008 after practice:
“Sheff, will you wash my pants and bring them to practice tomorrow?’ my teammate asks me once we get off the ice.
“Yeah sure no problem”
Friday December 21, 2008:
I turn on my phone after school. One missed call and one voicemail from Chris Street. I call my voicemail. “Hey… Sheff its Chris Street over here at Total Hockey” like I didn’t know where he worked or who he was, “you know you haven’t paid us back for those pads you borrowed in about two weeks now. If you can bring in the money on Monday the next day you work that would be awesome. Ok, see ya later.”
Monday December 23, 2008:
“Sheff, by any chance do you have that money for those pads you bough.”
“Ugh… yeah you know what Chris I don’t. Sorry. Can I bring in the money the next time I work by chance?”
“Well, Sheff I think I’m going to have to check that out with Rocco first.” This guy really can’t do anything for himself, can he? He always had to ask Rocco, our district manager, for everything.
About a month earlier:
“Hey, Chris do you think that it would be alright if I sat on this chair while no one is in the store?”
“Well, I don’t really know what our policy is on that here, I’ll call Rocco.”
Rocco’s response, “yes Chris, the employees are allowed to sit down while there is no one in the store.”
Tuesday December 24, 2008:
I turn on my phone after school. One missed call from Chris Street and one voicemail from Chris Street. “Hey there Sheff it’s Chris over here at Total Hockey.” I really did hate this guy. “As you know you haven’t paid for those shoulder pads in about three weeks now. So... we’re going to go ahead and discontinue your employment over here.”
Practice December 24, 2008:
“Hey Sheff do you have my pants today.”
“Ugh… no sorry I forgot.”
Getting to know my Mother:
“Sheffield Dad and I are going out to dinner, when we get home I want all of these dishes done and put away. Make sure it gets done.”
“Ok, mom I’ll make sure, that I get that done.” Of course I thought that I was going to get the dishes done before my parents got home. But one thing leads to another and I found myself in the basement playing video games for the next two hours. Until, my parents walk in the door and my mom yells down the stairs.
“Sheffield!” I run up the stairs and simply look at my mother and immediately the word dishes pops into my head.
“What were you doing for this whole time we were gone Sheffield!?”
“Ugh… sorry mom I forgot” saying it with the tinniest hint of laughter under my breath. I somberly walk over to the sink put on my yellow gloves and start cleaning the dishes.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Ugh.. I forgot? part 2
About two days ago:
“Sheffield do you have your homework”
“Uh… I Forgot”
December 7, 2008:
I glance at my hockey bag and wonder why it looked so small before slinging it over my shoulder think nothing of it. I get in my car and drive to practice. Once I arrive at the rink I open my bag to find that I’m missing my pants and shoulder pads, necessities for any sort of hockey. I start to freak out. I start rummaging through my teammates bags and finally I find a pair of pants. I throw them on and run into the pro-shop, where I am currently employed, I ask my manager in a frantic mess “Chris let me borrow a pair of pads I’ll pay u back later it’s an emergency.”
“Well Sheff I don’t know if that would be alright you know our policy on IOU’s.”
I hated that guy so much, and after arguing and complaining with him for five insanely long minutes I convinced him to let me pay for the pads later. I run onto the ice close to fifteen minutes late.
December 7, 2008 after practice:
“Sheff, will you wash my pants and bring them to practice tomorrow.”
“Yeah sure no problem”
Friday December 21, 2008:
I turn on my phone after school. One missed call and one voicemail from Chris Street. I call my voicemail.
“Hey… Sheff its Chris Street over here at Total Hockey” like I didn’t know where he worked “you know you haven’t paid us back for those pads you borrowed in about two weeks now. If you can bring in the money on Monday the next day you work that would be awesome. Ok, see ya later.”
Monday December 23, 2008:
“Sheff, by any chance do you have that money for those pads you bough.”
“Ugh… yeah you know what Chris I don’t. Sorry. Can I bring in the money the next time I work by chance?”
“Well, Sheff I think I’m going to have to check that out with Rocco first.” This guy really can’t do anything for himself, can he? He always had to ask Rocco, our district manager, for everything.
About a month earlier:
“Hey, Chris do you think that it would be alright if I sat on this chair while no one is in the store?”
“Well, I don’t really know what our policy is on that here, I’ll call Rocco.”
Rocco’s response, “yes Chris, the employees are allowed to sit down while there is no one in the store”
Tuesday December 24, 2008:
I turn on my phone after school. One missed call from Chris Street and one voicemail from Chris Street. “Hey there Sheff it’s Chris over here at Total hockey.” WTF. “As you know you haven’t paid for those shoulder pads in about three weeks now. So... we’re going to go ahead and discontinue your employment over here.”
Practice December 24, 2008:
“Hey Sheff do you have my pants today.”
“Ugh… no sorry I forgot.”
Getting to know my Mother:
“Sheffield me and Dad are going out to dinner, when we get home I want all of these dishes done and put away. Make sure it gets done.”
“Ok, mom I’ll make sure, that I get that done.” Of course I thought that I was going to get the dishes done before my parents got home. But one thing leads to another and I found myself in the basement playing video games for the next two hours. Until, my parents walk in the door and my mom yells down the stairs.
“Sheffield!” I run up the stairs and simply look at my mother and immediately the word dishes pops into my head.
“What were you doing for this whole time Sheffield!?”
“Ugh… sorry mom I forgot” saying it with the tinniest hind of laughter under my breath.
“Sheffield do you have your homework”
“Uh… I Forgot”
December 7, 2008:
I glance at my hockey bag and wonder why it looked so small before slinging it over my shoulder think nothing of it. I get in my car and drive to practice. Once I arrive at the rink I open my bag to find that I’m missing my pants and shoulder pads, necessities for any sort of hockey. I start to freak out. I start rummaging through my teammates bags and finally I find a pair of pants. I throw them on and run into the pro-shop, where I am currently employed, I ask my manager in a frantic mess “Chris let me borrow a pair of pads I’ll pay u back later it’s an emergency.”
“Well Sheff I don’t know if that would be alright you know our policy on IOU’s.”
I hated that guy so much, and after arguing and complaining with him for five insanely long minutes I convinced him to let me pay for the pads later. I run onto the ice close to fifteen minutes late.
December 7, 2008 after practice:
“Sheff, will you wash my pants and bring them to practice tomorrow.”
“Yeah sure no problem”
Friday December 21, 2008:
I turn on my phone after school. One missed call and one voicemail from Chris Street. I call my voicemail.
“Hey… Sheff its Chris Street over here at Total Hockey” like I didn’t know where he worked “you know you haven’t paid us back for those pads you borrowed in about two weeks now. If you can bring in the money on Monday the next day you work that would be awesome. Ok, see ya later.”
Monday December 23, 2008:
“Sheff, by any chance do you have that money for those pads you bough.”
“Ugh… yeah you know what Chris I don’t. Sorry. Can I bring in the money the next time I work by chance?”
“Well, Sheff I think I’m going to have to check that out with Rocco first.” This guy really can’t do anything for himself, can he? He always had to ask Rocco, our district manager, for everything.
About a month earlier:
“Hey, Chris do you think that it would be alright if I sat on this chair while no one is in the store?”
“Well, I don’t really know what our policy is on that here, I’ll call Rocco.”
Rocco’s response, “yes Chris, the employees are allowed to sit down while there is no one in the store”
Tuesday December 24, 2008:
I turn on my phone after school. One missed call from Chris Street and one voicemail from Chris Street. “Hey there Sheff it’s Chris over here at Total hockey.” WTF. “As you know you haven’t paid for those shoulder pads in about three weeks now. So... we’re going to go ahead and discontinue your employment over here.”
Practice December 24, 2008:
“Hey Sheff do you have my pants today.”
“Ugh… no sorry I forgot.”
Getting to know my Mother:
“Sheffield me and Dad are going out to dinner, when we get home I want all of these dishes done and put away. Make sure it gets done.”
“Ok, mom I’ll make sure, that I get that done.” Of course I thought that I was going to get the dishes done before my parents got home. But one thing leads to another and I found myself in the basement playing video games for the next two hours. Until, my parents walk in the door and my mom yells down the stairs.
“Sheffield!” I run up the stairs and simply look at my mother and immediately the word dishes pops into my head.
“What were you doing for this whole time Sheffield!?”
“Ugh… sorry mom I forgot” saying it with the tinniest hind of laughter under my breath.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Ugh.. I forgot?
December 7, 2008:
I glance at my hockey bag and wonder why it looked so small before slinging it over my shoulder think nothing of it. I get in my car and drive to practice. Once I arrive at the rink I open my bag to find that I’m missing my pants and shoulder pads, necessities for any sort of hockey. I start to freak out. Rummaging through my teammates bags and finally I find a pair of pants. i throw them on and run into the pro-shop, where I am currently employed, I ask my manager in a frantic mess “Chris let me borrow a pair of pads I’ll pay u back later it’s an emergency.”
“Well Sheff I don’t know if that would be alright you know our policy on IOU’s.”
I hated that guy so much, and after arguing and complaining with him for five insanely long minutes I convinced him to let me pay for the pads later. I run onto the ice close to fifteen minutes late.
December 7, 2008 after practice:
“Sheff, will you wash my pants and bring them to practice tomorrow.”
“yeah sure no problem”
Friday December 21, 2008:
I turn on my phone after school. One missed call and one voicemail from Chris Street. I call my voicemail.
“Hey… Sheff its Chris Street over here at Total Hockey” like I didn’t know where he worked “you know you haven’t paid us back for those pads you borrowed in about two weeks now. If you can bring in the money on Monday the next day you work that would be awesome. Ok, see ya later.”
Monday December 23, 2008:
“Sheff, by any chance do you have that money for those pads u bough.”
“Ugh… ya know what Chris I don’t. Sorry.”
Tuesday December 24, 2008:
I turn on my phone after school. One missed call from Chris Street and one missed call from Chris Street. “Hey there Sheff it’s Chris over here at Total hockey. As you know yo haven’t paid for those shoulder pads in about three weeks now. So... we’re going to go ahead and discontinue your employment over here.”
Practice December 24, 2008:
“Hey Sheff do you have my pants today.”
“Ugh… no sorry I forgot.”
About two days ago:
“Sheffield do you have your homework”
“Uh… I Forgot”
I glance at my hockey bag and wonder why it looked so small before slinging it over my shoulder think nothing of it. I get in my car and drive to practice. Once I arrive at the rink I open my bag to find that I’m missing my pants and shoulder pads, necessities for any sort of hockey. I start to freak out. Rummaging through my teammates bags and finally I find a pair of pants. i throw them on and run into the pro-shop, where I am currently employed, I ask my manager in a frantic mess “Chris let me borrow a pair of pads I’ll pay u back later it’s an emergency.”
“Well Sheff I don’t know if that would be alright you know our policy on IOU’s.”
I hated that guy so much, and after arguing and complaining with him for five insanely long minutes I convinced him to let me pay for the pads later. I run onto the ice close to fifteen minutes late.
December 7, 2008 after practice:
“Sheff, will you wash my pants and bring them to practice tomorrow.”
“yeah sure no problem”
Friday December 21, 2008:
I turn on my phone after school. One missed call and one voicemail from Chris Street. I call my voicemail.
“Hey… Sheff its Chris Street over here at Total Hockey” like I didn’t know where he worked “you know you haven’t paid us back for those pads you borrowed in about two weeks now. If you can bring in the money on Monday the next day you work that would be awesome. Ok, see ya later.”
Monday December 23, 2008:
“Sheff, by any chance do you have that money for those pads u bough.”
“Ugh… ya know what Chris I don’t. Sorry.”
Tuesday December 24, 2008:
I turn on my phone after school. One missed call from Chris Street and one missed call from Chris Street. “Hey there Sheff it’s Chris over here at Total hockey. As you know yo haven’t paid for those shoulder pads in about three weeks now. So... we’re going to go ahead and discontinue your employment over here.”
Practice December 24, 2008:
“Hey Sheff do you have my pants today.”
“Ugh… no sorry I forgot.”
About two days ago:
“Sheffield do you have your homework”
“Uh… I Forgot”
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