work was weird today...
i get a call from one of the bosses...
he asks, "what size shirt do you wear?"
medium.
oh, well i have this extra large that youre going to have to wear since we have corporate guys coming in today..
um. ok.
so i put this bitch on, and yes, it was extra large. the sleeves went to the middle of my forearm, the bottom of the shirt came out about 2 inches past my apron, being a little lower than mid-thigh level... damn the dress shirt.
i only got one break today, but my shift seemed to go by so fast.
im kinda making friends with this guy from the deli. hes about my age.. i think he just turned 21, he bought beer from me a bit ago...
oh. so cheers to the mother foo-uckers that put the house bike behind my car. i thought i had a flat tire.
so yeah... i know where you live (upstairs).
speaking of which. i hope air isnt hurting too bad today.. while i was trying to sleep it seemed like he was trying to give himself a heirnea from the sounds of all that grunting.
ya know. i dont mind the noise really. i can get to sleep.. just make sure the windows are closed... ya know? cuz trumpets are loud.
wank just reminded me.. . i had this old guy (60 - 70 yr old) come through my line today. he was buying one of those flag things that you put on your car so you can find it in a crowded parking lot... so he just casually tells me.... serious as all hell...
"i have to buy this flag so i can get po0n tonight." and he keeps talkin and just keeps sayin how hes gettin the flag for some po0n.
so funny.
there are so many hot chix in seattle...
i want one =/
so... i dunno what im gunna do.. i get tomorrow off, but i couldnt get saturday off... damn.
ok. so whats with the high school buddies? a chic named ryan (i know thats not how you spell it) and a dude named lauren, and this other dude scott, that licks dusty fans and turns his tongue all black.
last night was damn fun.
i hate that i have to go to sleep early.
later yall.
the 4th was pimpin.
the last time i went to a city-run fireworks show was back in LA.
theyre shit was lame compared to what they can do now.
but that was like 10 yrs ago or something.
anyway.
out.
i get a call from one of the bosses...
he asks, "what size shirt do you wear?"
medium.
oh, well i have this extra large that youre going to have to wear since we have corporate guys coming in today..
um. ok.
so i put this bitch on, and yes, it was extra large. the sleeves went to the middle of my forearm, the bottom of the shirt came out about 2 inches past my apron, being a little lower than mid-thigh level... damn the dress shirt.
i only got one break today, but my shift seemed to go by so fast.
im kinda making friends with this guy from the deli. hes about my age.. i think he just turned 21, he bought beer from me a bit ago...
oh. so cheers to the mother foo-uckers that put the house bike behind my car. i thought i had a flat tire.
so yeah... i know where you live (upstairs).
speaking of which. i hope air isnt hurting too bad today.. while i was trying to sleep it seemed like he was trying to give himself a heirnea from the sounds of all that grunting.
ya know. i dont mind the noise really. i can get to sleep.. just make sure the windows are closed... ya know? cuz trumpets are loud.
wank just reminded me.. . i had this old guy (60 - 70 yr old) come through my line today. he was buying one of those flag things that you put on your car so you can find it in a crowded parking lot... so he just casually tells me.... serious as all hell...
"i have to buy this flag so i can get po0n tonight." and he keeps talkin and just keeps sayin how hes gettin the flag for some po0n.
so funny.
there are so many hot chix in seattle...
i want one =/
so... i dunno what im gunna do.. i get tomorrow off, but i couldnt get saturday off... damn.
ok. so whats with the high school buddies? a chic named ryan (i know thats not how you spell it) and a dude named lauren, and this other dude scott, that licks dusty fans and turns his tongue all black.
last night was damn fun.
i hate that i have to go to sleep early.
later yall.
the 4th was pimpin.
the last time i went to a city-run fireworks show was back in LA.
theyre shit was lame compared to what they can do now.
but that was like 10 yrs ago or something.
anyway.
out.
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