March 14, 1964, Saturday. Tired day and mad night. Saffron Car Wash. Howard and I are done. I hate him again.
Was so tired I could hardly get up. Started washing cars at 10:00. At first I thought “this is real fun.” Then, by noon, when we broke for lunch, I didn’t want to go back. I had to work 4 more hours and got soaked, hair and all. My feet were sore and blistered, my nails were breaking and I must have washed 50 cars. At four o’clock I was so weak I almost cried when I stubbed my toe. Got home almost at 5 o’clock. Howard picked me up at 7:00. He looked bitchen. Al and Pat and us, went to the dance. Started fighting because I was so tired I guess. One wanted to do something, the other didn’t. All my friends were at the dance. Howard made a fool out of me by leaving me standing alone. He got mad when I started dancing with John. Ernie wanted to dance with me, but Howard wouldn’t let me. He grabbed my arm and we left at 10:00. Both of us were really mad. Pat and Al didn’t want to go to Lew’s, so Al took us to Pat’s and we watched TV. We didn’t talk. Didn’t kiss him once. I scratched him with my long nails on the face and he got so mad, I was afraid. (We’re done.)
The best part about a car wash was the great songs blasting from a radio.
Wooly Bully – Sam The Sham and the Pharoahs
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