Trying to educate the world
May 23, 2002 :: 3:11 pm
I feel like I should go off on a tirade about my father, about my job, but I really don't think it's going to make me feel any better, I don't feel like dwelling.
What I need to do is kick back have a couple of drinks and chill, but because I'm on a double today, a double tomorrow, and have to drop my car off at the dealership tomorrow at 8 am, I can't do that.
So what I did is take me dog for a long run, and I think we both feel better now. I need a massage, anyone got a spare set of hands?
And it's a Holiday weekend, the DEMF :), I'm excited, I'd like to go everyday, but I can't.... Sadly all a holiday weekend means to me now is that we'll be slow and I will work my ass off, and make no money. But I'm not dwelling, remember?
I talked to my dad today about studying in England next year, hoping that he would volunteer some of the cash he's been throwing every where but in my direction, his response- how the fuck are you going to pay for that? I always thought he was an asshole because he was an alcoholic....
But seriously I'm not dwelling.
I'm trying to think Happy Thoughts, they're not flowing.
I'm trying to remeber to stay positive.
Is this pathetic that I can't wait for school to start again, so I have an excuse to not work so much, and I'm excited for my literature classes?
And trying to figure out how I can get a new job...
Because you only have so many years of customer service in you, and I think mine was negative.
A little tip, be nice to your waitress, no matter how horrendous she is, because she's pretty awful desperate to be doing what she's doing. No other job to you get spilled on, sworn at, called an idiot, have your ass grabbed and your tits ogled, and make 2.65 an hour doing it. Another tip, if your food is wrong... it's not your waitress' fault, she did not steam your broccoli for you, or not cook your chicken for you. The cook who fucked up will make $14/an hour anyhow, when you don't leave a tip she makes $2.65...
