So... guess who is now both a... oh hell, I don't even know what my official job title is... well, whatever I am AND a cashier at Santucci's Deli?
ME!
In addition to this, I'm apparently going to start working double shifts from time to time. How exciting! Although I do need the money, and it's not like I'd do much of anything else with that time, so hey. The thing that really sucks about this is that I'm going to get to spend the whole night shift with my boss training me, and my boss is generally not what I'd call a pleasant person. All this came about because our head cashier is leaving MD for Oregon, leaving the night shift with 2 cashiers (myself included).
Blah... speaking of work, I was bored and don't have to be there for another three hours, so:
OMFGPICTURES!
Some goofy lookin' mofo... wait... that's me.
One of my "body mods". Boredom + liquid nitrogen + probably some small level of retardedness = bad combo.
Another one! Boredom and the retardedness are still factors, but the third factor was a cigarette this time. Wow... that reminds my how old this scar is... I haven't touched cigarettes for over 6 months...
Hm... it would be interesting to get branded with a custom design instead of getting tattoos. I can stand ridiculous amounts of pain, so that's not an issue, I just get freaked out at the idea of needles (if you've ever seen SLC Punk, think Heroine Bob except not quite as violent when presented with needles).
Blah... 'tis all for now.
ME!
In addition to this, I'm apparently going to start working double shifts from time to time. How exciting! Although I do need the money, and it's not like I'd do much of anything else with that time, so hey. The thing that really sucks about this is that I'm going to get to spend the whole night shift with my boss training me, and my boss is generally not what I'd call a pleasant person. All this came about because our head cashier is leaving MD for Oregon, leaving the night shift with 2 cashiers (myself included).
Blah... speaking of work, I was bored and don't have to be there for another three hours, so:
OMFGPICTURES!
Some goofy lookin' mofo... wait... that's me.
One of my "body mods". Boredom + liquid nitrogen + probably some small level of retardedness = bad combo.
Another one! Boredom and the retardedness are still factors, but the third factor was a cigarette this time. Wow... that reminds my how old this scar is... I haven't touched cigarettes for over 6 months...
Hm... it would be interesting to get branded with a custom design instead of getting tattoos. I can stand ridiculous amounts of pain, so that's not an issue, I just get freaked out at the idea of needles (if you've ever seen SLC Punk, think Heroine Bob except not quite as violent when presented with needles).
Blah... 'tis all for now.
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Ha! On a semi-related note, I saw Constantine yesterday and the people I went with gave me so much crap because I was completely flipping out in the scenes where people got cut (especially one scene where one of the characters slits their wrist).