arg frustrations
Yay for virus/spyware/malware problems that's been eating up my computer. I now face a strong possibility of re-formatting the entire hard drive, which is not fun.
In other news, The End Up is now open on Monday nights, which allows me to work five nights regularly. With Monday nights I can now take Saturday mornings off which allows me to get decent rest before Saturday night/Sunday morning, which gives me at least six shifts a week. Good times.
It's amazing the reasons people get into fights for, be it involving girls or guys, like "that bitch lied to me about the pill she gave me" (thankfully that didn't develop into a full fight). It makes me think, "so... what do you want me to do about it?"
A couple of weeks ago it was a goldmine of fake ID's, all horribly made, all in one night, to the point where me and the other door guy were having fun just laughing at all the dumb kids. Did you seriously pay for this? You might want to go back to the guy and kick his ass because this is hilariously badly done.
"But that's a real ID."
"Look, we are laughing at you because of how bad it is."
Drug busts are always amusing yet exasperating when they try to get themselves out of the blame. Same thing happens with smuggled alcohol. You can never forget the classic line: "it's not mine! ...Can I at least have it back?"
For the past few weeks I've had random customers come up to me and compliment me about how I seemed to have lost weight. Every time my response is "eh?"
E-pill makers are getting cute with their pills, I found one last week shaped like a Transformers logo.
In other news, The End Up is now open on Monday nights, which allows me to work five nights regularly. With Monday nights I can now take Saturday mornings off which allows me to get decent rest before Saturday night/Sunday morning, which gives me at least six shifts a week. Good times.
It's amazing the reasons people get into fights for, be it involving girls or guys, like "that bitch lied to me about the pill she gave me" (thankfully that didn't develop into a full fight). It makes me think, "so... what do you want me to do about it?"
A couple of weeks ago it was a goldmine of fake ID's, all horribly made, all in one night, to the point where me and the other door guy were having fun just laughing at all the dumb kids. Did you seriously pay for this? You might want to go back to the guy and kick his ass because this is hilariously badly done.
"But that's a real ID."
"Look, we are laughing at you because of how bad it is."
Drug busts are always amusing yet exasperating when they try to get themselves out of the blame. Same thing happens with smuggled alcohol. You can never forget the classic line: "it's not mine! ...Can I at least have it back?"
For the past few weeks I've had random customers come up to me and compliment me about how I seemed to have lost weight. Every time my response is "eh?"
E-pill makers are getting cute with their pills, I found one last week shaped like a Transformers logo.