Day 368
Despite my constant denials I read my horoscope every day and believe it will come true. It never does. But, today came very close. My horoscope for today basically said that people would piss me off and I would have to "roll with the punches." My morning started off my one of my best friends (just minutes after I rolled out of bed) Skype messaging me something along the lines of, "Fuck you." Then I went to breakfast and found out that the only guy I may have even the tiniest bit of a crush on is moving away soon and that he doesn't seem all that interested in hanging out before he goes away.
If all of those "punches" weren't enough to start my day I had to go to work. At work I had to deal with the manager making me take a less busy shift this would be okay except for her reasoning behind it, "Well, I can't have so and so on because he wouldn't know how to handle the new people." So, not only do I make less money I have to deal with training bright-eyed little butt kissers who will probably steal my tables. AND, I will have to be nice to them. They'd better at least be sexy or dispense pain pills.
Speaking of pills, the head bartender at work and the other server today were both on some sort of drugs when I worked with them today. This turned them from dull-faced, tame, cranky zombies into wide-eyed, terrified, shaking squirrels who throw away my lunch because they can't stop cleaning. Speaking of cleaning, (fucking segues, so addicting) my co-workers and I spent nearly all day cleaning out a storage room in the pub to make it a more usable space. Mostly we were covered in spiderwebs, mysterious sticky stuff, wondering what the white powder found in a drawer was, and broken glass. Speaking of broken glass, (annoying, I know) one of the broken glass-fronted refrigerators in that room needed to go out so we put it on a dolly and had people all around but it fell and shattered into a million pieces nearly crushing the new girl who can't speak English and can't stop touching me. I'm glad it didn't hit her but maybe if it would've bonked her just a little bit I wouldn't have to constantly lecture her on how she needs to clear dirty plates off the tables.
Elliott is trying to kill me. For some reason my bike (Elliott) has been super hard to pedal. It could be because the brakes are catching, things need greasing, or the fender that is cracked is rubbing against the wheel. I don't know. What I do know is that my right knee feels like the tendons are under the kneecap instead of atop. (Yeah, I know nothing about anatomy but fake it) The only other thing I know is that sitting in your room watching TV and eating lime-flavored tortilla chips doesn't make your knee feel better. Especially not after seeing that there is some mysterious possible animal feces-esque material in the bottom of your chip bag.
This afternoon I pretty much spent watching TV. Every show I had a justification for watching it. Here is a brief rundown:
-That freaking ghostbusting show.
Justification: I always turn on these shows and get disappointed because they never find anything. But this particular episode had them finding multiple things including one of the crew members seeing a face.
-The Golden Girls (2 episodes in a row)
Justification: Okay so I have seen the show a million times but how can you turn down one of the greatest sitcoms of all time? I am just going to ignore the fact that I have seen the episodes before and the fact that the show is on TV everyday.
-some weird show about the Antiques Roadshow
Justification: So, I was flipping through channels and found some old man saying that the Antiques Roadshow name should be changed. How could I not be distracted by such a disastrous idea?
-The Antiques Roadshow
Justification: I want to hear Midwestern accents to remind me of home. Also, who can resist seeing the ridiculous reactions to a set of bowls being worth thousands of dollars or a bureau worth only 100 bucks more than what the guy paid for it, or the woman who heard, "Three of the four items you've brought in are reproductions. Guess which one isnt."
-Absolutely Fabulous
Justification: Who knew I could watch full episodes on youtube? If I don't get enough Ab Fab I turn into a psychotic homicidal hag, sweetie.
Well, I am off to see what other adventures need my attention in TV land...
Tip of the Day: Don't read your horoscope, it will not end well.
-Canadian Castaway
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