ahriman

Yesterday was an eventful one...

I quit my weekend job. I got injured, and my boss complained that he had to bartend the opening rush, and told me carry a case of champagne up three flights of stairs. So eager to please me, I wobble up the stairs carrying the case of twelve bottles of Champagne. I realize they are not the kindest people in management, so I go down and ask for an accident report. They tell me to wait in the office for 5 minutes and they'll be right in.

So after 45 minutes, they take turns coming in and pretending that nobody knows where the forms are, I say fuck it and leave. And I have no intentions of going back.

So I decide to stop by friends house before I go home. Only he's decided to have a huge party for him and his roomies who've all just moved in. And Everyone who I was friends with in high school and haven't seen for four years is there.

Oh, and my Friend was there. Who I hadn't seen since an incident with a quarry and a car and broken glass all over his driveway(I wasn't involved, but he just stop coming around).

So all in all, I think the good outweighed the bad; though the bad usually makes for a more interesting story.