Friday, June 19, 2009

008 *On the horizon

Who tips $12 on a $21.50 tab? Or even $10 on a $12 tab (for just 4 beers) just because you "thought" the bartender was kind of cute and you felt bad for him for having to deal with douche-bags and hoe-rags singing karaoke at their bar? Really??! That's over 50%, and I'm the drunken idiot who does this. Partially because I work in the customer service industry too, unfortunately my job hardly rakes in any cash flow. I don't know why I must always play the nice guy. Nice guys (or gals in my case), always finish last, (and in my case, broke).
I been thinkin' about selling plasma for some booze money w/my southern gal pal Sarah soon, since we don't get paid for another week. I should be thinkin' about writing that resume and cover letter for some sweet job listings.
I don't think I've entered this "real world" yet. Here I am, @ age 21, almost 5 in the am, &almost ready for bed, right when folks are ready to wake up to a new day in the work force. Here I am, with all the resolutions to my hindering problems, but I'm just staring it square in the ugly face, just wondering how did it get so ugly? Actually, it's probably that ugly because it's almost 5 in the morning and I'm getting delirious and talking too much to the psycho-babbles in my head.


I'm not quite ready for some shut-eye, and I feel like I shouldn't cause the sun is just rising and the morning is pure and beautiful. Unfortunately, I'm more of a night owl than an early bird. I love owls though so I'm not gonna hate.

Today I love: $20 bonuses @ work and last.fm
Today I hate: getting hit in the head by the corner of a glass door

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