warlockholmes

I just got off of my night job. I hate the restaurant industry. I promised myself two years ago that I would never work with food again, and what do you know, here I am. How did things get so fucked up. It all started when I lost my studio job the October before last. I was working at Larrabee studios and Mick Jagger was in working on some solo stuff (which sucked). Anyways, I had just finished a Halloween album entitled Dark Flores and I was giving them out to my coworkers. I was chatting with Clive, Mick's P.A., and offered him a CD. He accepted it and I thought no more of it. What I didn't know was that the secretary, a cold hearted bitch named Piper who nobody liked, and whom I had been arguing with earlier, took it upon herself to call the studio owner and tell him that I was pushing my music on Mick Jagger. Without asking my side of the story he fired me, that trust fund prick. I ended up being unemployed for a couple of months, started substitute teaching for special ed kids (which I love) and ended up taking a job in a restaurant during the summer when teaching was slow. And here I am. Still there, getting off at 3 in the morning dealing with drunken idiots. And now I gotta turn around and wake up in three hours to teach. I gotta go.
Please come see my show. The Jacklight Overflow at Fais do do's on Wednesday the 12th. 11pm.