Mood: incredulous
When we were discussing the prices for the pies last month/quarter, Rebecca said that last year we sold them for $3 and had little signs saying "pi~$3." I was questioning it, thinking it was a steep price and saying that I thought we sold them for cheaper. Then we realized that we had the little "half off pie slice #2" coupons and that's why I was confused.
Then today we were discussing the pie prices and I said that they were $3 and we were doing 6 slices, possibly 8 slices since we discovered that we actually have about $545 dollars less than we thought. And all of a sudden Rebecca is saying that she thought $3 was too much and that she wouldn't have done $3. And I thought WHAT THE FUCK?!. And then Tyler was also saying that he thought $3 was too expensive too. "What the fuck!?" I thought so too which is why I was questioning Rebecca's memory of last year when we discussed it last quarter. Why does it seem like every decision I make is the bad one? Even if it's exactly what we did last year? ARGHHH!!!!!!!
The other hypocrites are my groupmates for Plastics. Tuesday we picked our topic and the day we will be presenting. Right after we discussed when we would meet to start working on it and decided that after class was a good time. We agreeded to start on Thursday.
I come to class to today and ask if we were still meeting. Darlene says she can't because she has to do some survey stuff at Farmer's tonight for Open House. So then I turn to Kim if she still wants to meet and she says that she can't because she also has to do something for Farmer's. *palmforhead,headshake* Did we or did we not 48 hours previously agree to meet after class today? Fortunately class got out about half an hour early so we quickly decided to just divide up the work and would update on Tuesday what we had done, if anything (we're all busy due to Open House). Oy vey.