Friday, August 26, 2005

It's my blog!!!!

So I guess I need to blog something so that Mac doesn't keep filling it with stuff that I have no clue about. Plus he never uses color on the text which makes it look gothic. I appreciate the help and will blog everyday since this is my blog, not yours. You have a website, who knows how many. A blog, and god only know's what else. You are supposed to be the man behind the curtain. You are blowing my cover of me looking like I know what I'm doing. You are my tech support. Oh how I love thee!

I've not blogged since Friday. School started this week. My classes are great. I am taking an advertising class. It's by far my favorite. It's amazing how psychological advertising is.

What is it with cops, managers, people of that nature. When they put their cuffs or keys on, their penis all the sudden grows like 12 inches. I know there are females too but that's kinda grose. I spoke with a female cop the other day about something. She's maybe like 30. That's only 6 years older than me. I asked her a question and she was like "look young lady." I was like "look woman." Who the hell are you calling me young lady. You are a cop. Supposed to big badass I understand you have fake acrylic french manicured nails, and fake tits. How am I supposed to take you seriously. It was hilarious.


On to managers. One of my bar managers at work has been bartending since the day the place opened. He's almost forty, it's been open for like 11 or 12 years. He wears wrangler jeans tighter than spandex. Nut huggers, what have you. ALWAYS a black shirt, and a denim levi cover shirt. First of all, denim and denim is a no no. Anyway. He has the personality of a brick. Literally. Have you ever talked to a brick? Well I havn't either but to think about it... Bricks are extremely dense with no particles that would even move if air passes over it. That sums up my manager. There is zero expression on his face at all times. You could probably moon him, or show your boobs and he wouldn't budge. It's been so long since he's had a piece of ass, i think he's just numb to everything.

Someone like that is quite fun for me. You can't help but try to annoy the living shit out them until they at least smirk, or tell you to shut the fuck up and piss off. Hey something's better than nothing. I know I drive him crazy because I am always bubbly (hate that word) and cracking jokes. I love it!!!!

Hope all have a good weekend!!!!

 

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