Trascribed from a napkin at Shari's on 122nd
It's hard to imagine life in their shoes. I try objective thought. We are eager to flinch at someone when ideals won't meet.
Please guide.
It's hard to walk into a place that you used to have such a great time and then turn around to find out that life is still hard for the people that work here. Different faces, same broken dreams.
And i wait here, trying to resist the things that no longer sing to me. Yet they still are beckoning my lover. SO----- how many times until i am finished?
The cleanest feeling is never my own.
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The funny for the day:
subject: Why it's sometimes a dumb job being vegitarian or Like i think that geniuses work at fast food places in the mall.
So i was in the mall to sell my soul and i brought my daughter with me. We went to the foodcourt area of the mall and immediately she spots the McDonalds and begs with all her little might that she REALLY need a happy meal. I've been a pretty bad father that day as i had to take care of some job shit and i never feed her McDonalds on general princeple, so i said yes. We go to the counted and the first thing i notice is no vegitarian meals (except of course for the brown leafed salads they give out after they pick out all the meat.). So i order Katherine her Happy Meal, then i ask the girl behind the counter:
"So, do you have anything on the menu without meat?"
Girl: "We have things with chicken and fish....."
damn... i think i lost about 23.5 brain cells on that one......
McDonalds: exchanging one braincell for one more gram of fat (more or less added to love handles and/or your ass)
Please guide.
It's hard to walk into a place that you used to have such a great time and then turn around to find out that life is still hard for the people that work here. Different faces, same broken dreams.
And i wait here, trying to resist the things that no longer sing to me. Yet they still are beckoning my lover. SO----- how many times until i am finished?
The cleanest feeling is never my own.
_________________________________________________________________
The funny for the day:
subject: Why it's sometimes a dumb job being vegitarian or Like i think that geniuses work at fast food places in the mall.
So i was in the mall to sell my soul and i brought my daughter with me. We went to the foodcourt area of the mall and immediately she spots the McDonalds and begs with all her little might that she REALLY need a happy meal. I've been a pretty bad father that day as i had to take care of some job shit and i never feed her McDonalds on general princeple, so i said yes. We go to the counted and the first thing i notice is no vegitarian meals (except of course for the brown leafed salads they give out after they pick out all the meat.). So i order Katherine her Happy Meal, then i ask the girl behind the counter:
"So, do you have anything on the menu without meat?"
Girl: "We have things with chicken and fish....."
damn... i think i lost about 23.5 brain cells on that one......
McDonalds: exchanging one braincell for one more gram of fat (more or less added to love handles and/or your ass)