Happy Mardis Gras!
It was a nice day. I started with getting some references from the medical staff I used to work for, so I don't look like a total loser if I apply for some hospital jobs.
I heard a Red Cross commercial on the radio, so I decided to donate. Everything went well. I decided against trying to get trashed afterwards. I tried that last time and it just made me sleep for twenty hours.
Instead I went to Chipotle's and I got barbacoa tacos. It's been a while since I've been in Chipotle's and back then I was no veteran of the ordering process, but the mofo that does the sauces and toppings was a total jerk because I wasn't smooth or decisve. I kinda wanted to call back when I got home, but the guy works at Chipotle's. Not only does his job stink, but I think it's a requirement that Chipotle's employees be rude or sour, like as though they watch Dave Chappelle's Popcopy training video for real. "Why treat the customer this way? Cause fuck'em, that's why!"
If you went out for Mardis Gras, it's most likely that you had a better time than me. I went with my mother (so somebody would) to Havre De Grace, this ancient revolution town in Maryland and it was likely the coldest and least significant parade held this year and maybe ever. My mom had a glass of Merlot and it went straight to her head and she started talking the most awkward person at the bar for-ev-er! Atleast I didn't stay home.
It was a nice day. I started with getting some references from the medical staff I used to work for, so I don't look like a total loser if I apply for some hospital jobs.
I heard a Red Cross commercial on the radio, so I decided to donate. Everything went well. I decided against trying to get trashed afterwards. I tried that last time and it just made me sleep for twenty hours.
Instead I went to Chipotle's and I got barbacoa tacos. It's been a while since I've been in Chipotle's and back then I was no veteran of the ordering process, but the mofo that does the sauces and toppings was a total jerk because I wasn't smooth or decisve. I kinda wanted to call back when I got home, but the guy works at Chipotle's. Not only does his job stink, but I think it's a requirement that Chipotle's employees be rude or sour, like as though they watch Dave Chappelle's Popcopy training video for real. "Why treat the customer this way? Cause fuck'em, that's why!"
If you went out for Mardis Gras, it's most likely that you had a better time than me. I went with my mother (so somebody would) to Havre De Grace, this ancient revolution town in Maryland and it was likely the coldest and least significant parade held this year and maybe ever. My mom had a glass of Merlot and it went straight to her head and she started talking the most awkward person at the bar for-ev-er! Atleast I didn't stay home.
bird:
