Mean girls

Okay, so maybe this is unnecessarily heartless but one of the cashiers--the only cashier I truly cannot tolerate--left her journal in the drawer at work, so then I read it. It was mainly run-on sentences about her worsening depression and some drawings of cats, butterflies and ethnic-looking Bratz dolls:


But there was also this amongst the genius:


It says "look up Glen [sic] Beck." I'm switching back to am New York now so spare me the guilt trip.