aaronidiot

This weekend wasn't the best I have ever had. Worked on Saturday night and made very very little money, and I was also really tired, so I almost got myself into a fight with some euro-trash. If you order a drink from me, when I give you your bill later, don't say the owner said he would buy you a drink, cause he didn't say it to me. If you are as wealthy as you attempt to dress, then you can pay the 11 dollar tab you cheap fuck. And when someone asks you to move nicely twice, and you acknowledge his presence, but feel the need to ignore his request, don't be surprised when you are shoved across the room. I was not in a pleasant mood on Saturday. After only sleeping for 5 hours in the last three days, my patience was worn very very thin. Plus, I made shit for money because people have no idea what a decent tip is, or they are just cheap bastards. For whatever reason, it has given me reason enough to quit the bar. I have better ways to spend my weekends.

Then on Sunday, I had a date (had being the operative word), but she had to postpone due to being called into work. Fuck that, she was called and asked to come in on Friday, so she knew two days ago that she had to work, but did she call ... of course not, that would be considerate, it would allow me time to make plans for my Sunday evening. So, a great big fuck her.

Even though my weekend sucked, I am doing really well right now. Tonight I am just going to sit back and read comic books all evening long, smoke a doobie, and have myself some beers. My friend Ben should be coming over to join me as well, he's a cool shit from back home in Nebraska.

And now, I must go, try and work some of this aggression out and relax a bit more. Here's to a better week!