Some People...

...just don't know how to take a hint.
Okay, today was my first day at my new job, and all in all it wasn't too bad. I made $25 today, after five hours of scraping. Some weird stuff was going on in Shippenville today so i got distracted at times, but I think I did a pretty good job. Adam and Christopher kept riding their lawn mower up and down the street, dragging a three wheeled bike behind them on a chain. They did this about ten times and I just learned to stop looking whenever I heard that super loud engine. There was also some construction going on at the fire hall and people were talking so loud I could hear them from where I was working. Man is my arm tired! It's gonna be sore in the morning, I can just tell. I was doing really good and stuff until my Grandma came home from who knows where, and started talking to me.
This is how it went: "Oh hello!"-"Hi."-"Did Shelly go to the game?"-"Yeah, she left at one."-"Wha?"-"She already left!"-"Oh. I'm sorry, Hello, I'm Shelly's mom, Clara."-"I know. Hello, I'm Samantha, you're Granddaughter."-"You can't be Sam!" (I was beginning to lose patience by this point)-"I am."-"Well! You're not scarping very well."- (by this point my wrist was starting to go numb, so I had been using my other hand to hold down the scarping end)"okay?"-"here, use this one *throws me a terrible scraper that squeaks terribly* That should be better."-"Okay." she then left for a few blissful minutes in which i ignored the new scraper. I groaned when she came back. "Look at these! It's Simon at graduation! *Shoves pictures of Simon in my face*"-"He looks bored out of his mind *tries to ignore her, all the while thinking 'only one more hour!'*"-"I know! Isn't that cute?" I just stare at her, what I want to say is NO! Instead I ignore her again and she goes back inside. If I had wanted to see Simon at graduation, i would have gone to it. She then went out to the store saying she would buy me pop (shudders at PA accent) and ice cream sandwiches and left on her bike. I took this time to call dad to ask him to pick me up around 3:30 which was only about twenty minutes from then. After that i took the ladder away and did some stuff at Aunt Shelly's house, hoping Grandma wouldn't come back before then.
Sadly..she was back, and like any other grandma I have ever met, shoved the food in my hands and wouldn't take no for an answer. She then proceeded to talk about Simon. "Where is Simon?"-"I don't know. At home doing something I guess."-"Do you know when Simon is leaving? because I think he's leaving in 43 days."-"All i know is he's leaving in July." and it continued. Gah! I really don't care about Simon! I had to keep reminding myself that I was getting 25 dollars for this. It's official, I'll only do three or four hours tomorrow. I don't want to talk to her again. It's painful to my mind.
P.S. While i was scraping I saw shapes in the paint. There was Nixon, Asia, Europe, a great dane, and that president who kept getting stuck in the tub, Taft or something like that. I'm losing my mind. No you're not Sammy. If you say so Samantha. That's my girl! *hugs myself tightly* (that seriously happened today...I know.)