its monday again, and i have 7 days of work ahead of me. when will the misery end? i met tim yesterday. he's one of the new guys at the store. i have yet to meet the other guy. hopefullly, they'll both be done with training soon. i know vince is in need of a day off too. tim seems like a cool guy, but i'm still going to keep my eye on him. the last three guys that have worked at the store ended up getting fired. all because they were doing some shady shit. if you want to steal, go do that shit somewhere else. i wouldn't steal from vince , or tippy(the owner). tippy is just his nickname by the way. vince has been my friend for 4 years, and tippy has always been good to me. i woundn't even think about stealing from them. even if i didn't get along so well with them. i guess some people think the store is an easy target.
i hate thieves with a passion, but i can understand some people stealing. i mean if your struggling to get through life on your own, and you have no one. i get that, but i still hate you. my grandpa, rip, and grandman had 5 kids to care before they reached 30. my dads parents never stole a thing in their lives, and my mom's mom raised 2 girls by herself. she divorced my grandfather a few years after my mom was born, she never stole a thing in her life. this all happened in the sixties, and times were harder for them then. so, excuse me if i don't shed a tear for these poor, unfortunate thieves. the ones who steal because mommy, or daddy never bought them those pair of jordans they wanted for christmas. my fuckin' heart bleeds for you.
anyway, i'm not going to let the dumbasses of the world get me down, i get done work at 5, so i have the rest of the day to myself, and i don't have to get up early tomorrow. i wonder if my cd's will come today? when i get back home i'll probably practice on my guitar, and figure out what to do with the rest of the day. right now i'm listening to one of devin townsend's bands, strapping young lad, and i'm feeling really good. only 5 hours of work today.
later,
sean
i hate thieves with a passion, but i can understand some people stealing. i mean if your struggling to get through life on your own, and you have no one. i get that, but i still hate you. my grandpa, rip, and grandman had 5 kids to care before they reached 30. my dads parents never stole a thing in their lives, and my mom's mom raised 2 girls by herself. she divorced my grandfather a few years after my mom was born, she never stole a thing in her life. this all happened in the sixties, and times were harder for them then. so, excuse me if i don't shed a tear for these poor, unfortunate thieves. the ones who steal because mommy, or daddy never bought them those pair of jordans they wanted for christmas. my fuckin' heart bleeds for you.
anyway, i'm not going to let the dumbasses of the world get me down, i get done work at 5, so i have the rest of the day to myself, and i don't have to get up early tomorrow. i wonder if my cd's will come today? when i get back home i'll probably practice on my guitar, and figure out what to do with the rest of the day. right now i'm listening to one of devin townsend's bands, strapping young lad, and i'm feeling really good. only 5 hours of work today.
later,
sean
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