lets play the "You come up with the Subject" game
For those not in the know i am back to working at an Ambulance company. Yes that’s right… one day when you feel a stinging pain in your heart (some people call it love) and your left arm is tingling you now have the option of picking up the phone and having me and some incompetent guy that can barely speak English…..yes seth… come to your house and go through the motions of what appears to be an attempt to save your life. Don’t be afraid the feathers on our heads do have healing powers. For those of you that have half a brain will take the less painful way out and simply allow your heart to implode while you lie twitching in the corner of your room, drooling all over yourself. I must say though, flying down 232, light blazing, siren wailing in the face of opposing traffic at 50 mphs is really…well…stupid… but kinda….well….no its just plain stupid.
Quick movie update: The Recruit….. a predictable piece of crap.
Quick question: why is Futurama not on anymore on adult swim… what the hell did you do Art?
Quick question #2: Tony why are you wearing a bike helmet in your pic? Why don’t we
leave the make-belief to max?
So now, I figure, between having a bike and working in a uniform, I’m bound to get chick’s attention. I mean that why I bought the bike to begin with….attention… no I love to ride the damn thing…..shut up. So the other day, the bike effect finally kicks in. I get a phone number from this really attractive, young…guy….hmmm who feels stupid now eh max? you gotta wait for hot young girls to bring you fruit, while mine come directly to me.
Went to my doctor the other day to get a check up. There is something unfulfilling about handing his receptionist my insurance card and having her laugh in my face. You’d think I was trying to redeem Chucky’s Cheeses coins for a twisty straw or something. The doctor, trying to take me and my “Your achy throat fixed in 30 minutes or your pizza is free” insurance seriously, sits me down and tells me that the reason my insurance policy is written in crayon on a dirty napkin is because it’s a “care for/treatment” policy. “we can’t do anything preventive” he explains. “So I have to crawl in here missing a limb, bleeding from some orifice for this to work?” I ask “ but wouldn’t it be cheaper to identify a problem early and cure it while the virus has not reached and digested half my liver and now requires costly treatment plans?” I pressed on. The doctor, looked at me, handed back my napkin, took some blood and showed me the door, but not before getting my $10 co-pay. Just to show him, I paid mostly in quarters that I stole from a green civic parked outside…. Hahah its funny cause I’m poor and can’t get medicine.
Quick movie update: The Recruit….. a predictable piece of crap.
Quick question: why is Futurama not on anymore on adult swim… what the hell did you do Art?
Quick question #2: Tony why are you wearing a bike helmet in your pic? Why don’t we
leave the make-belief to max?
So now, I figure, between having a bike and working in a uniform, I’m bound to get chick’s attention. I mean that why I bought the bike to begin with….attention… no I love to ride the damn thing…..shut up. So the other day, the bike effect finally kicks in. I get a phone number from this really attractive, young…guy….hmmm who feels stupid now eh max? you gotta wait for hot young girls to bring you fruit, while mine come directly to me.
Went to my doctor the other day to get a check up. There is something unfulfilling about handing his receptionist my insurance card and having her laugh in my face. You’d think I was trying to redeem Chucky’s Cheeses coins for a twisty straw or something. The doctor, trying to take me and my “Your achy throat fixed in 30 minutes or your pizza is free” insurance seriously, sits me down and tells me that the reason my insurance policy is written in crayon on a dirty napkin is because it’s a “care for/treatment” policy. “we can’t do anything preventive” he explains. “So I have to crawl in here missing a limb, bleeding from some orifice for this to work?” I ask “ but wouldn’t it be cheaper to identify a problem early and cure it while the virus has not reached and digested half my liver and now requires costly treatment plans?” I pressed on. The doctor, looked at me, handed back my napkin, took some blood and showed me the door, but not before getting my $10 co-pay. Just to show him, I paid mostly in quarters that I stole from a green civic parked outside…. Hahah its funny cause I’m poor and can’t get medicine.