Friday, February 9, 2007

I swear to god...

If this stupid campus wireless connection kicks me off ONE more time, I'm going to be considerably more homicidal than usual.

So, I've noticed that there are a shitload of "Inspiring" and "profound" blogs out there, preaching peace and tolerance. Good for them. This isn't one of those. For those of you know me, you'll realize that I really don't have it in me to inspiring or profound. I'm a shallow belle with very little to say except to bitch about things. That probably accounts for the fact that I don't talk a whole lot....that being said, I have something profound to say....if it's colder than freaking Antartica outside it would probably be a fantastic idea to wear shoes that cover your entire foot. I see stupid people all the damn time wearing flip flops, or those stupid ugly crocs with no socks and it's 18 degrees outside. Am I the only one that thinks that this is just merely a lead up to pneumonia? Yeah, that's what I thought.

On another note, I've actually started making decent tips at Job #1, of course decent tips at that place only come if you stand and talk to the tourists and/or rednecks for-freaking-ever, but I'm good at that. It's all a good show, you know "the real Belle v. sweet southern waitress Belle who wants to take all of your money." I also put pictures of my cousins kids in my wait book, I thought that it would make people think I was a single mom and thus give me better tips because I was poor and working my ass off. That experiment has yet to yeild any data, I'll let you know at a later date if it works. What really works? The Veteran angle. They always ask personal questions and I just tell them that I spent the last four years "fighting for our country" (sitting at a desk and telling people what to do) and they thank me and leave a big tip. Also, considering that NO ONE has yet been able to accuratley peg my age is pretty cool.

Other than working like a dog at jobs 1 and 2 and going to school there really hasn't been time for much else. Aside from my very first Mrs. Robinson moment, but I'll go into that later.

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