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I'm probably going to end up selling out to the man and end up working at a big-assed corporation again. Hopefully it's only for a couple of months until the Fire Dept. job kicks in. If it does kick in. Hopefully.

I have a few friends that work at the big-assed corporation and they say that for the time that I'll (hopefully) be there, I'll only go through their training and then be gone right afterwards. Training takes nine weeks and I'll only be there for eight. So hopefully I'll get away with a few easy paychecks and then take off.

Oh, to dream.

The guys upstairs were stomping around last night at about 11 pm. I'm up at that time so it really doesn't matter but they are always making noise at night and I'd like them to be a little quieter. I make my way upstairs and knock on the door with some authority. One of the guys that lives there, Chris (I found out his name last night) opens the door. He is fucking terrified of the two scary guys that live beneath him. It's funny because neither my roommate nor I have given the three of them anything to be scared about. I'm sure that my walking up to his apartment and knocking on his door like I was going to kick his ass didn't help.

I just introduce myself, give him the handshake of death, and ask him to please have whoever is stomping around hold it down. Silence for the rest of the night. I didn't even hear people walking around after that.

I'm not even a scary person. jeez...