Feb 21, 2006 23:52
well now,
i am pissed of.
i was once asked the question(after a long time of silence) would you like to play drums with our band?
(i see myself as a really nice drummer)
so i went for the obligatory talk and a beer, which was nice. and after that i never hear from them again,
"we are trying to get a few songs together we'll mail you in a month or two"
now i heard a little something during our murpys quiznight that they went and got a drummer from deventer..
the bloody nerve.
they can now just piss off and die for all i care.
dangling a bone in front of your nose when they feel like it.
and the cheek of those guys, "do you feel passed over?" they asked... well bloody yes i tell them.
sometimes life isn't fair..
but that is just the story of my life. actually.
always last to be selected .. always last.
i am a nice guy.
and nice guys finish last.
bugger.
ps: i am drunk so typing isn't my strong point right now.