So Jonny and I go to the place where he is gonna store his stuff while he and his wife (Eliz) move into a one bedroom apartment for 6 months as their house is being built. Its your typical storage place, except they have a truck that you may use if you reserve it. And its free to people moving into one of their lots.
Jonny and I got there around 8:30, and found the older guy (Lee) that runs the place. Jonny sign a few things and as he did Lee said “Your all set. You can leave the boy here.” I guess I was the “boy”. I was not left but what did he want me for? I guess I should expect that kind of thing, I mean hell I do have a pretty mouth.
Thursday, June 26, 2003 To B or not to B
So after keeping a B average for this summer session, I was beaten down when I received the grade of my most recent test. Drum roll please…..54. The class average was a 40, so I can still tell myself that I’m better than average. And hey, that’s the same chance Crocodile Dundee has of making it out of Queens(NY) with that alligator skin jacket.
Thursday, June 19, 2003 Not just for sun anymore
Every sunny day that I walk from the university parking lot to my class, I wonder what other people wearing sunglasses look at. When I wear mine it gives me the freedom to look around at everyone and everything with out making people uncomfortable, including myself. Today I glanced at a cute girl and noted the way she walked. It was not a sexy walk, but more of a wander. She seemed to be with out direction or purpose. It did not take me but a few steps to catch up to her and then pass her. Nickname: slowgirl.
I guy walk toward my is wearing one of those “Big Johnson” T-shirts, you know the kind of shit you buy at the beach for $12, because your drunk or high and it made you laugh for an hour. But why did you wear that to school? Nickname: fratboy.
I saw another girl dressed all in brown. What stood out were her shoes that looked really thick and heavy. But she had a strong pace and knew where she was going. Nickname: heavyshoes.
Are the other people that are wearing sunglasses giving me names?
Nickname: sexy piece of ass, Opie, guy that keeps looking at my shoes.
Wednesday, June 11, 2003 New Link
Check out this blog, she posts. Unlike me. Yes, that is all I have to say today. No, I will not entertain you with my wit, poor grammer, and even worse spelling. So go check out the new link. Ok, ok fine here.
So I am neck deep in Managerial Economics. That's the class I'm taking this first 5 week session of the summer. And I have started taking vacation time so that I may work a few half days at the library with the hope of digging myself out of this snowballing school work load. Well, it ain't fuckin happening. As Friday rolls closer the second test is looking more and more like the barrel of a shotgun. When all of the sudden I take a look at the syllabus and realize that the test is really on Monday. HOLYFUCKINGSHIT!! I DON'T WORK THIS WEEKEND!!! Thank you Jebus.
Everything I know about pawnshops I learned from the movies.
My cousin wanted to go to a pawnshop to get some quick cash. He has allot of crap (videos, games, toys, etc.). So I offered to drive him, to help out. I had never been to a pawnshop, so I had pictured a dark room with two sides divided by a fence and glass and counter. On the customer side there would be enough room for about 2 adults to stand comfortably, and on the other side there would be a large hairy guy wearing a leather vest. Maybe a T-shirt under the vest, maybe just the vest. On the hairy guys side of the fence there would be an array of musical instruments and firearms. You know, because of all those jazz musicians wanting avenge the deaths of their loved ones. One stop shopping. Also there would be a doorway, which lead to a room of unknown size, but back there is where he keeps the “good stuff”. And one last thing, under the counter in front of the guy would be a sawed-off shotgun pointed at the customer. Just in case.
Well the pawnshop we went to was nothing like that. No fence or glass wall. It was like an electronics store that had musical instruments but I never saw any guns. We could walk all around the place and people would offer to help just like in a regular store. There was a doorway on the side, but in there was just allot of lawn equipment. I was kinda disappointed. What’s a guy got to do to get an unregistered weapon around here?
Saturday, June 07, 2003
Well planned
Big Boss: We have cake, peanuts, and mints for the event tomorrow.
Me: What is the plan for drinks? Punch bowl? Cokes?
Big Boss: We decided not to do drink, they can just have water.
Me: (with a smile) So we are going to give them dry, salty food, and no drinks.
Big Boss; The cake is moist. It’s got chocolate mousse icing.
Thursday, June 05, 2003 Library: Real life vs. Movie version
Real life Co-worker: Thanks for helping that patron, I was tied up with someone on the phone.
Me: No problem
Movie Version Co-worker: YOU MAGNIFICENT BASTARD!!!
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Real life Me: We better head back to work, our lunch hour is almost up.
Co-worker: Yep, lets go
Movie version Me: RUN DAMN YOU!!!!
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Real life Patron: Thank you for finding that for me.
Me: No problem. Just let me know if need anything else.
Movie version Patron: Oooh thank you kind stranger.
Me: Shucks ma’am, twernt nuthin
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Real life Me: Do you want to work in fiction or non-fiction
Co-worker: I'll do non-fiction.
Me: Are you sure? There is allot to do in non-fiction.
Movie version Me: You want answers?
Co-worker: I want the NON-FICTION!
Me: YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE NON-FICTION!!
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Real life Boss: Are you going to be able to straighten you section today?
Me: Yes, I plan to do that next hour.
Movie version Boss: I’VE HAD IT WITH YOU DISREGARD FOR MY AUTHORITY! YOU’RE A LOOSE CANNON. YOU’RE DANGEROUS…
Me: ..THAT’S RIGHT…
Boss: …I CAN’T KEEP COVERING FOR YOU! YOUR SECTION IS OUT OF ORDER…
Me: …THIS WHOLE SYSTEM IS OUT OF ORDER!!!
Tuesday, June 03, 2003 A Bumper Sticker I Saw Today:
