The human head weighs eight pounds!
On top of having a job and being a full-time student, Peter Parker had to deal with being a fucking superhero! I'm not even Spider-man and I'm having trouble balancing the various things I have to do. I have horrible grades, I keep missing play rehearsals, and today I was an hour late to work. Why, you ask? Well last Sunday I looked at the schedule and I wasn't down to work until tomorrow. My play opens next weekend, so on my way to rehearsal today I called Barnes and Noble to tell them I couldn't work. Well my manager Deb informed me that I was scheduled to work today and that I was forty-five minutes late. Apparently when I had looked at the schedule on Sunday I was looking at the wrong schedule. So I booked it to Barnes and Noble, unshaven and dressed in sweats and a Darth Maul t-shirt. I also missed yet another play practice. Even more saddening was that I wouldn't be going to Panache tonight, which I was looking forward to. The only thing keeping me from painting the walls of the music department with my brains was a seven foot Darth Vader standup. A couple weeks ago I made it very clear that this DVD display was coming home with me. They finally took it down yesterday, and now it was mine for the taking!
After work I lugged the display out to my car. It barely fit in my car, leaving just enough room for me to squeeze behind the wheel. Well I was driving along, happy as could be, when the light by Emo's turned yellow. Now being as I was a considerable distance from this light, I began to slow down. Then a thought popped into my head. What if I just didn't stop? What if I just drove right through the red light? There doesn't seem to be any cars around...why don't I keep driving?
As the cop behind me turned on his lights, I began to regret having this thought. So I pulled over and wondered if this asshole would write me a ticket. My court supervision doesn't end for another month sooooooo I would be seriously fucked. The cop came strolling up to my window. This is a farely good recount of our conversation:
Cop: You headed home tonight?
Captain Awesome: Yeah, I just got off work.
Cop: What the hell is all this?
Captain Awesome: It's a Darth Vader standup. I work at Barnes and Noble and I called it. Now I'm taking it home.
The cop kind of gave me a funny look, then took my license and registration back to his car. A few seconds later he came back, telling me to be more careful and to have a good night. When I got home I set up Vader in the corner of my room, and watched Jerry Maguire on TBS. So there's your happy ending.
After work I lugged the display out to my car. It barely fit in my car, leaving just enough room for me to squeeze behind the wheel. Well I was driving along, happy as could be, when the light by Emo's turned yellow. Now being as I was a considerable distance from this light, I began to slow down. Then a thought popped into my head. What if I just didn't stop? What if I just drove right through the red light? There doesn't seem to be any cars around...why don't I keep driving?
As the cop behind me turned on his lights, I began to regret having this thought. So I pulled over and wondered if this asshole would write me a ticket. My court supervision doesn't end for another month sooooooo I would be seriously fucked. The cop came strolling up to my window. This is a farely good recount of our conversation:
Cop: You headed home tonight?
Captain Awesome: Yeah, I just got off work.
Cop: What the hell is all this?
Captain Awesome: It's a Darth Vader standup. I work at Barnes and Noble and I called it. Now I'm taking it home.
The cop kind of gave me a funny look, then took my license and registration back to his car. A few seconds later he came back, telling me to be more careful and to have a good night. When I got home I set up Vader in the corner of my room, and watched Jerry Maguire on TBS. So there's your happy ending.