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Holy hell...it turns out that the job I had an interview for is a management position, which is really cool but very scary at the same time. That's fucking crazy.

I might have work at my first job today...I guess I won't know until 3:30. I'm kind of hoping I don't though because I don't really know if I like it there that much. I thought perhaps I'd stick it out for a while and then make a decision but the girls are kind of catty and it makes me uncomfortable.

I'm too old for cattiness.

So, we lost another venue due to the riot that occurred on Friday of last week. To make a long story short, a band got mad because the owners of the venue turned the power off because someone was bringing the mosh and got his eye busted open (you see the owners didn't want to be held responsible or have families sue them since it happened on their property.) One of the band members yelled "Let's bad luck this shit" No. Honestly, he really said that. And then a floor fan was thrown across the room. After that, the kids from here went into a frenzy, one kid I know kicked a hole in the wall and, when the female owner grabbed him, hit her in the face. Lastly, a chair was thrown through the window before everyone fled like cowards into the night. It's so ridiculous that the kids here don't think of the reprecussions it would have for them and blindly followed the lead of some band. Sigh.

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