Why I'm MIA
I'm so sorry. I've been MIA for a few days. I don't know if anyone will catch this post. I've got a lot of messages that start with 'are you mad at me?' The answer is no. My friend request box is full and I apologize. I haven't been able to reply to the incredible comments I got about politics and trolls. I have missed messages from my closest friends and people I genuinely love. One issue is that my internet is fucked up. I had a technician out yesterday. I was logged in. There was something wrong with my line and it was taking about five minutes or longer to load each page. I kept thinking it would get better. It's still something to do with my connection. I have to call the company tomorrow and tell them my internet speed is still way too slow. I can write this blog. But, I can't reply to pm's or friend requests until they figure out why my speed is suddenly worse than the days of dial up.
Without being able to do stuff on xham like chatting or replying, I was able to get an entire house crammed with stuff to sell somewhat organized. I noticed a message from someone asking me what kind of work I do daily. I buy and sell antiques, clothing, art and jewelry at different markets. Business is slow after the hurricane. I run this business with my mom. My parents ran a business for a long time. I put myself through art school selling vintage clothes on ebay. Sometimes, things get hard and you have to spend the money you make on more inventory and risk not being able to pay bills. A small business is very much like a gambling habit. I'm lucky I have a mom who knows you really do have to spend money to make money.
I'm exhausted. I just had to talk about what I did this morning because it was one of my most embarrassing moments in public. At the outlet you are bending over and pulling up clothes from a bin. It's around a hundred degrees in that place. You have to move faster than the competition. I simply was not paying attention to anything but the pursuit of high quality fashion. Suddenly, I heard the store manager say 'ma'am.' I almost didn't look up because she really spends every day screaming at people to watch their k**s and not to block aisles or actually fight. I looked up and she was trying to talk to me. She just pointed at my chest. I always wear a spaghetti strap tank top. I always wear a purse that goes across my chest. My best guess is that I got my purse caught on something and I had no clue it pulled the front of my tank top all the way down.. I could've handled the situation if I was in public and I didn't realize my bra was on display.
I was bending over to the point that basically my entire tit was no longer in my bra. I realized I was standing there with my nipples showing in public. I wanted to die. It might have been okay but the manager had to say something like 'we can't have this problem because men are staring and that makes them distracted and that can become dangerous because people can get hurt in a place like this.' All i could say was 'my purse.' I hope she understood that my purse strap pulled my shirt down and my tit display was entirely accidental. This older black lady was beside me and she couldn't stop laughing. I think I told her 'I'm so embarrassed I could die.' She kept laughing but she said 'these things just happen sometimes to women who have the big bosoms.' That made me start laughing.
I've got to work in the morning, selling not shopping. I should have some time after three pm and I'll answer as many messages as I can when my internet speed is normal again.. I'm so sorry if it feels like I'm ignoring you. I'll be back soon.
Without being able to do stuff on xham like chatting or replying, I was able to get an entire house crammed with stuff to sell somewhat organized. I noticed a message from someone asking me what kind of work I do daily. I buy and sell antiques, clothing, art and jewelry at different markets. Business is slow after the hurricane. I run this business with my mom. My parents ran a business for a long time. I put myself through art school selling vintage clothes on ebay. Sometimes, things get hard and you have to spend the money you make on more inventory and risk not being able to pay bills. A small business is very much like a gambling habit. I'm lucky I have a mom who knows you really do have to spend money to make money.
I'm exhausted. I just had to talk about what I did this morning because it was one of my most embarrassing moments in public. At the outlet you are bending over and pulling up clothes from a bin. It's around a hundred degrees in that place. You have to move faster than the competition. I simply was not paying attention to anything but the pursuit of high quality fashion. Suddenly, I heard the store manager say 'ma'am.' I almost didn't look up because she really spends every day screaming at people to watch their k**s and not to block aisles or actually fight. I looked up and she was trying to talk to me. She just pointed at my chest. I always wear a spaghetti strap tank top. I always wear a purse that goes across my chest. My best guess is that I got my purse caught on something and I had no clue it pulled the front of my tank top all the way down.. I could've handled the situation if I was in public and I didn't realize my bra was on display.
I was bending over to the point that basically my entire tit was no longer in my bra. I realized I was standing there with my nipples showing in public. I wanted to die. It might have been okay but the manager had to say something like 'we can't have this problem because men are staring and that makes them distracted and that can become dangerous because people can get hurt in a place like this.' All i could say was 'my purse.' I hope she understood that my purse strap pulled my shirt down and my tit display was entirely accidental. This older black lady was beside me and she couldn't stop laughing. I think I told her 'I'm so embarrassed I could die.' She kept laughing but she said 'these things just happen sometimes to women who have the big bosoms.' That made me start laughing.
I've got to work in the morning, selling not shopping. I should have some time after three pm and I'll answer as many messages as I can when my internet speed is normal again.. I'm so sorry if it feels like I'm ignoring you. I'll be back soon.
7 years ago
...Susie Gurl
your tit popping out , big boob girl problems lol.