Jul 15, 2008 00:52
I love my neighborhood, of course it's beginning to lack hispanic culture due to yuppie infiltration, but it's still great. I lead with that because my neighborhood Blockbuster is the best, I love the people there, they know me so we joke and talk about movies, but by far my favorite experience there was the other night. There's this young kid there, he's a bit doofy, likes horror films and some stupid movies, in my opinion, but all around, a nice guy and funny. He says stuff to customers that Pete Dykema would say, kind of an utter disregard type thing (no offense to Pete, he just said what was on his mind.) Anyway, I walk up the other day and the OPEN sign is off at like quarter after 9, I try the door and I'm like "Dude, your open sign is off." and he goes "Yeah, I know" and smiles and points at the TV across from the counter and beneath it his coworker was looking upward, with an outstretched cord, playing some sort of racing game, he was like "we're competing and we don't want anyone to bug us, but you're cool, get what you want ("Goddamnit, Dude, I Fuckin crashed into that bridge" his coworker yelled)" I jumped and we all laughed, I got what I wanted while I heard people dropping their returns in the box from outside. No one came in. I almost asked to play, but I got my movies and left after he erased my fines. I've never been able to do that kind of shit at any job, I can barely sit without feeling guilty, I respect people who shove it up "the man's" ass with their middle finger. I've always wished I had the balls.
P.S.-I am in love with David Letterman. I know, you all think its gross, but the guy is probably one of the funniest "clean" comics left in the world.