I had an awful fucking day today.
It started off when I got to work and found that the assholes I work with didn't get the stuff for my truck ready. I had to go to the baseball park with a shitload of beer and none of it was ready. I had two other smaller barrel trailers to load and the idea was they have this stuff ready to save me time. It was my bosses idea I didn't give a shit either way really.
While I was getting all of it ready it made me think of many of the times people have let me down. (The whole week as been a reminder of that really) I really wouldn't have cared that I didn't have the help, thing is though, they were supposed to do it. I didn't come in early to get it all done because it was supposed to be done. By the time my helper and I were hooking up barrels he had sensed my mood and asked about it.
Being the very open person I am I started telling him about a bunch of shit. Some girls walked by and he made a comment. I started in with my cynical veiw on them. You know the whole gold digger thing. The look on his face was priceless. He finally asked me if I was gay. My exact words were, "I don't understand the whol goggling at women that walk by you but not saying anything to them.You don't have the balls to start a conversation with then even though you are in the perfect enviorment for it. Her defenses are down because she hasn't had 40 other drunken slobs hitting on her but you don't even say hi and smile at her. Me, I would just rather sit here and pine after her from afar and not make myself look like some stupid ass frat boy that just crawled out of a cave and never seen a woman before. You know---"
Right at that moment I was tapping a keg. The seal broke and sprayed in the face with at least a case of beer. Hey guys, beer stings like a motherfucker when it gets in your eyes.
Kharma sucks.
It started off when I got to work and found that the assholes I work with didn't get the stuff for my truck ready. I had to go to the baseball park with a shitload of beer and none of it was ready. I had two other smaller barrel trailers to load and the idea was they have this stuff ready to save me time. It was my bosses idea I didn't give a shit either way really.
While I was getting all of it ready it made me think of many of the times people have let me down. (The whole week as been a reminder of that really) I really wouldn't have cared that I didn't have the help, thing is though, they were supposed to do it. I didn't come in early to get it all done because it was supposed to be done. By the time my helper and I were hooking up barrels he had sensed my mood and asked about it.
Being the very open person I am I started telling him about a bunch of shit. Some girls walked by and he made a comment. I started in with my cynical veiw on them. You know the whole gold digger thing. The look on his face was priceless. He finally asked me if I was gay. My exact words were, "I don't understand the whol goggling at women that walk by you but not saying anything to them.You don't have the balls to start a conversation with then even though you are in the perfect enviorment for it. Her defenses are down because she hasn't had 40 other drunken slobs hitting on her but you don't even say hi and smile at her. Me, I would just rather sit here and pine after her from afar and not make myself look like some stupid ass frat boy that just crawled out of a cave and never seen a woman before. You know---"
Right at that moment I was tapping a keg. The seal broke and sprayed in the face with at least a case of beer. Hey guys, beer stings like a motherfucker when it gets in your eyes.
Kharma sucks.
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this weekend is meh with crap to do ....