Wednesday Sep 21, 2011

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My Tuesday sucked balls feel free to skip it.

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This might get long. I started out on my way to work being met by a random cop on a corner pulling people over for some unknown reason, not me but still unnerving. I get to work and my line guy isn't there to set up and I have two functions going on besides lunch. Get everything going on all fronts and I notice that my wedding ring is missing. I check a little but don't find it so i go on prepping and what not. I get ready to cook my rolls only to find out that the fire went out in my proof box, that happened twice. Then the funeral buffet people showed up 45 minutes early and wondered if they could go ahead and start now, the rolls were for them by the way. So I fire all their stuff my line guy shows up just in time to cook a pretty busy tuesday for us while I put out the 2 parties. Every body gets fed and things are fine, then I spent an hour digging through all the garbage cans looking for my wedding ring, one of them had the grease trap dumped into it,and another was full of rotten melon, still no ring. Two other guys sorted trash too while I moved all the equipment and checked all the drain traps to no avail. So I wipe the funk off me and I am thoroughly disgusted and just want to smash something so I run down to the gas station for a coke. When I get back the lady that runs the office and my pervy dish washer inform me that while I was gone one of the tables collapsed in the room the Ladies Club was meeting in. Of course it was the table in the middle and I mean the exact center of the room and there was broken glass and water everywhere and 30 of the oldest and bitchyest ladies every to roam the earth staring at it in disgust and murmuring hateful things while we got it fixed. Oh and this whole time I was having an argument with my wife over something stupid. And then the cherry on top of my day was that I had to stay late for some golf league to eat and when it was time for them to come in I checked the parking lot and there were only six fucking cars out there. So I prolonged my shitty day for nothing. Then of course I came home and searched for my ring there with no luck.


So yeah that sucked and I really have been missing my ring all day. I tap it on shit all the time. It is how I knock on windows and doors. It is also how I punctuate things that I say, with a tap tap on the stainless. Every time I do it and don't get the sound it pisses me off. I am going to have to get some kind of replacement soon before I lose it. Ten years I haven't taken it off for more than a minute here or there to clean it or show it to someone. Not having it is fucking lame.

The girls are going out of town for the weekend so I will be bachin' it up for a couple days. Usually that just means nothing but I really want to try to go out and do something this time.e TreeThingBlue has been trying to get me to come watch the grind house shorts so I will probably do that. My mom has stepped things up enough with this guy she has been seeing that we should call before we come over now *shudder*. Good for her but the less I know the better.




Even though old age has mellowed my musical needs to some degree when I need something loud and angry you just can't go wrong with Fugazi



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treethingblue:
I think it's like deer...
It was mostly a punishment, for banging them all over the side of the school (spelling out less than complimentary themes concerning the school) when it was a reward. Or clapping them IN the classroom... ah, memories...
Dude...where's my squid?
lighthammer1979:
I think I enjoy 13 Songs so much is I heard that at a really good time in my life during high school. I didn't know the band or the album back then just that it was one of those CD's in my friends CD player all the time.

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