A Post of Momentous Caliber... or not.

Jan 03, 2009 21:53

2009. Will you be bittersweet flavor on the taste bud of my life like 2008? Or will you be like the peanut butter destruction of my allergic friend Anikha's palate? Time will tell. One thing is for sure, I will play the Price is Right in your robust springtime and eventually get a job involving broadcast journalism. That much is true and hoped for.

I'm not very good at writing compelling journal entries, although I have begun writing short stories for my personal amusement. Attempting to sound professional, or at least literate, is a decent challenge. Aside from that I pretty much slept read books and worked for the past 5 months.

Which leaves me with little to really scribe in this little procrastination monster.

Work has been tougher during the season of "joy". All the customers I helped were pretty bitchy and ignorant to their situation. Their situation being, having an attitude with the person who controls their checking account, savings, CD's, IRA's, you name it. Literally, I can lock up your accounts with a few keystrokes. Not very difficult. One woman came in and during a transaction of spiky words and fuming gestures and, of course money, she says "I've been coming to this bank before you were born". In my head I want to say, I'm terribly sorry you've gone no where in your life you frozen bitch. But alas I don't. I just write really hard the rest of the day to get my frustration out... That's my only outlet. Pressing harder on a pen.
Other than that, I love working at a bank... yup.

Anyway. 2009. Let's make a deal. I make it to The Price is Right in my right mind and with the right T-shirt, and I won't fuck with people's accounts. Deal? Deal.

Oh yeah! I started working out and lasted for a couple weeks...I stopped, but it was a pretty good run for a guy like me. Anyone wanna be my personal trainer? No pay and no sexual favors, but my mom could feed you...

And teach you about Jesus. Deal breaker? Yeah I figured.
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