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🍝 | Noodlesquishgender / Noodlesquishic
A gender influenced by or otherwise related to the Squishmallow 'Noodles the Chick'
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Alright guys, I'm going to openly bitch so I apologize for you all having to see this on your dash but gosh darn it I am just irritated.
So for the past, like, three weeks, Angela, Emmy, Ju, Carolynn and I have been spending several hours a week attempting to clean up that hell hole they call a costume closet. It's taken us forever but we're organized enough to start actually preparing for the Fall show.
Jolly good!
And today we had a meeting with Mama Fisk and being the beautiful darling sweetheart that she is she brought us brownies and caramel apples.
Doubley good!
BUT THEN, Kim and Julia decide that they're going to suddenly start caring about our little corner of drama club and so THEY come to the meeting. And Kim takes the cast list and tries to take over the duties of assigning cast members to people. Meanwhile Angela and I, who are the official Costume Managers, sit there fuming because it's OUR job. WE run this. THEY just wanted to show up for the shows.
Now all of a sudden they want to help clean the closet? Well we were working on it, where were they? Saying they would come and then skipping. I'm pretty sure Ty talked to them because I was complaining in Psych about it and he got upset with them over it, but still. They need to not try and get in our business.
Isn't it enough to be the un-elected drama club president?
Why does she have to try to steal my job?
The answer is, she doesn't. She needs to respect my authority.
Which is why I don't even care, I am going to be a raging bitch when they do come up to help in the closet. So help me Jeebus, if they touch my hooker or try to use my ladder they are going down.
On the bright side, if my darling best friend happens to be reading this, I am personally responsible for all of your costuming needs. You're welcome.