My Co-Worker is a conspiracy Theorist

[dogwoodblossom]

So, the job has begun. It is super easy, but also super low paying. Yesterday I washed a golden retriever named Philidelphia. Today, a neurotic pit mix creature named Blue. My coworker Kathya and I had an exciting conversation. Apparently she believes that 9/11 was a conspiracy between George Bush and Hunter S. Thompson. In an attempt to not talk about the impending South Korean Nuclear apocalypse we ended up talking about spare time. I said I spent a lot of it on the internet. Kathya believes that the internet is a cesspool. She said something about some musician and I said that my musical tastes were about 50 years behind the times. Then she asked me what I liked and I mentioned Buddy Holly, The Four Tops, the Beatles. Then she started asking trivia questions about various musicians some of whom I had heard of and some I hadn't. When I failed to answer them she said, "I don't think I can really talk to you about music." I silently agreed. Mostly the last three hours of closing procedures where it was just me and her were extremely awkward.

So Pride! Anybody going to be there tomorrow afternoon? I work from 8 to 1, then I'll have to shower to get rid of the wet dog smell, then go to the party store to get stuff to decorate the van (which will be a pain in the proverbial ass) but then I shall be free. Last year there was a drag show that I missed most of because we had to go get ready for G4G. Well G4G was is an overrated meat market, so I'm totally hanging out at Pride as late as it's interesting. If anybody wants to meet up there give me a call.