"WE CAN BE HAPPY UNDERGROUND"
Hello all. Today was cool I didn't have to be on the phones a whole lot because I took like 11 interviews for people who wanted to work for Nextel. Well, at least they think that they want to work for Nextel until they do it for a little while, and quit.... Maybe. I guess it's not so bad sometimes it's amusing to talk to some stupid ass ignorent fucks.
I started work with like three shots of espresso and did fine but like right before my last break at like 2:00 or so I was getting that "fallin out" on the phones feeling where I had to just pretend that I heard what the customer was saying. Then my vision starts to blur and things that I look at start to double, and one copy orbits around the other like the moon earth orbits the sun.(If it was the only planet that did.)Then I have to stand up and walk in circles to wake myself up. What should I expect? I was at Burt's Tiki for the G.R.P. show untill 1:am and came home and was forced to go to my friend Tiffany's house where her Laocean neighbor made sakie bombs and some wierd mix of brandy, wine and limes and apples.So we can safely say I went to bead drunk and late.
Well, I'm sure that I will lather, rince, and repeat, once again tonight, in the Heineken suds that are beginning to seem oh so familiar.
I started work with like three shots of espresso and did fine but like right before my last break at like 2:00 or so I was getting that "fallin out" on the phones feeling where I had to just pretend that I heard what the customer was saying. Then my vision starts to blur and things that I look at start to double, and one copy orbits around the other like the moon earth orbits the sun.(If it was the only planet that did.)Then I have to stand up and walk in circles to wake myself up. What should I expect? I was at Burt's Tiki for the G.R.P. show untill 1:am and came home and was forced to go to my friend Tiffany's house where her Laocean neighbor made sakie bombs and some wierd mix of brandy, wine and limes and apples.So we can safely say I went to bead drunk and late.
Well, I'm sure that I will lather, rince, and repeat, once again tonight, in the Heineken suds that are beginning to seem oh so familiar.