Marhaus: Do you like spicy beer? Me: Uh, yeah, I guess. I’ll try it. [sip] UGH yuck what IS this, ugh, Marhaus did you make this yourself or something? Marhaus: Yes. Me: Oh yeah, it’s from your beer brewery hops thing you’ve been working on, eck, ugh…. …..and yet I couldn’t stop drinking it! Further testimony that I love things that taste awkward, except...
I wonder if having a job is like doing heroin at all. The first job I ever had in my life was the best job I ever had and now I wonder if I’m going to spend the rest of my life chasing that dragon. My current job is like heroin that got cut with dirt that came out from under a cardboard box that was slept on by a schizophrenic homeless man. I want out so bad. I walked into every bar on...
Life is like school again except now you have the creepy drug dealer guy who shows up at every event fucked up out of his mind and tries to sell you shit that you don’t want for insane prices and says that some random chick you don’t even know is making up lies that that you shoot up needles into your neck then he wonders why you don’t like him. Seriously, get lost. ...
apparently, i don’t work 9 to 5pm tomorrow either, i just can’t read my monthly planner correctly. good stuff.
being at work reminds me why i dropped out of college. i just can’t take it anymore. i don’t want to see anybody’s faces. this isn’t what i want to be doing and some people are so rude and complain about each *each* phonecall that comes in. that’s 35 calls an hour minimum, that means that i get to hear people complain about something dumb 280 times per shift at...
i thought it was tuesday so i showed up to work at 9am but turns out it is monday and i dont have to be there until 3pm. TA-DA! 3 dollars wasted bus money. i will take this opportunity to go look for a job that doesnt make me want to kill myself.
Do not tell everyone your story. You will only end up feeling more rejected....– Henri J. M. Nouwen (via nuper)
Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form. I’m not...– Rumi (via moonbrains)
i didn’t go to work all last week because i didn’t feel like it and i did nothing with my spare time. today’s gonna be my first day back at work. ugh. work. die.
best/most unnecessary disclaimer ever: Me, “Hey Jessica, do you know Magneto, from X-Men?” Jessica, “Yeah. [pause] Not personally, but yeah I know who he is.”
…just listening to Real McCoy’s Run Away because they are such a great ’90s band.