So, much has happened since my last update.....here goes:
Saturday morning I woke up and went to work. I had to manage, which means I don't make shit for money and I have to work my ass off. After work I met up with TiffanyJewel. We ended up heading over to campus with a stack of stickers and my camera. You see, we are both poor and needed some free, fun times. We wandered around campus and stuck SG stickers in some very cool places. We submitted the evidence to the Army.
After that we went over to my bar. We hung out there for a bit. At one point I was like, "Hey, let's go outside and smoke." (It's a non-smoking bar, which kinda sucks.) We get outside and this guy follows us out. And here is a paraphrase of our conversation:
Him: There are two ladies inside that want to talk to you.
Me: About what?
Him: They saw you inside and they want to talk to you.
Me: Ok, about what?
Him: They just have something they want to tell you.
(Around this point Tiffany is saying something along the lines of, "Go Dave, two girls want to talk to you." And I'm just thinking, "Two girls want to talk to me....there's something just wrong here.")
Me: No thanks.
So, the guy goes back inside. Tiffany, one of the waitresses from the bar who had joined us for a cigarette and I exchange some strange looks and are like, "WTF, eh?" A few seconds later the guy comes back out with the two ladies:
Lady 1: I had a dream about you last night. I dreamed about your face and this place. God told me to come here and meet you and talk to you. I've never been to this bar before, but he told me to come find you here.
To make a long story short (too late!), they handed me some religious tracts. The other lady talked about how she used to do lots of drugs but now she just gets high on Jesus and that's a better drug than any other combination of drugs she had ever done. They told me about the path to Christ and all of that stuff. They tried to get us to "save" our souls right there in front of the bar, we all resectfully declined.
We go back in and talk to the waitress who had been serving them. Apparently they had been sitting there for a couple hours and had ordered one Sprite between them. So, they weren't wasted....at least they hadn't gotten drunk there...
I got thinking about the whole thing today. I realized how lucky they were. Six months ago I would have ripped them a new asshole philosophically and torn every shred of arguement they had into tatters as I explained to them that God didn't and couldn't exist. Now, I realize first of all that arguing with people like that isn't worth my time (Aristotle taught me that one, eh) and, secondly, since I converted back the whole God-doesn't-exist line doesn't work for me anymore.
We left the bar awhile later. In the morning I went into work after dropping Tiffany off at home. We were so slow today. I worked from 12-4:30 and I only took four deliveries. So pathetic!
On my last delivery I turned the car off when I went to the door. I gave him his pizza and went back to my car. When I turned the key, nothing happened. It didn't do anything at all, it didn't even try to start. I called work and one of the guys drove over to where I was stranded. We tried jumping my car. Either his cables are fucked or my battery is just that dead....it didn't work. I had to call a tow truck. It took about 45 minutes for the tow truck to come get us. He fiddled with my car for a bit. He got it started finally and then had me turn a bunch of electrical stuff on to see what had caused the deadness. The car stalled out. So, we towed it up to work. Now tomorrow I was supposed to deliver. Instead I will be managing. I am already scheduled to manage on Tuesday. So, my week is going to suck. I'm going to get the car fixed on Wednesday assuming my check is large enough to cover the price. If any of you are still reading at this point....I'm going to need to go bowling Wednesday night.
Anyway....I have a pot of coffee. I have 45 pages or so of Wealth of Nations to read. The Angels are playing the Orioles tonight. I'm going to read and drink and listen to baseball and pretend that my financial state is not as pathetic as it really is.....
Saturday morning I woke up and went to work. I had to manage, which means I don't make shit for money and I have to work my ass off. After work I met up with TiffanyJewel. We ended up heading over to campus with a stack of stickers and my camera. You see, we are both poor and needed some free, fun times. We wandered around campus and stuck SG stickers in some very cool places. We submitted the evidence to the Army.
After that we went over to my bar. We hung out there for a bit. At one point I was like, "Hey, let's go outside and smoke." (It's a non-smoking bar, which kinda sucks.) We get outside and this guy follows us out. And here is a paraphrase of our conversation:
Him: There are two ladies inside that want to talk to you.
Me: About what?
Him: They saw you inside and they want to talk to you.
Me: Ok, about what?
Him: They just have something they want to tell you.
(Around this point Tiffany is saying something along the lines of, "Go Dave, two girls want to talk to you." And I'm just thinking, "Two girls want to talk to me....there's something just wrong here.")
Me: No thanks.
So, the guy goes back inside. Tiffany, one of the waitresses from the bar who had joined us for a cigarette and I exchange some strange looks and are like, "WTF, eh?" A few seconds later the guy comes back out with the two ladies:
Lady 1: I had a dream about you last night. I dreamed about your face and this place. God told me to come here and meet you and talk to you. I've never been to this bar before, but he told me to come find you here.
To make a long story short (too late!), they handed me some religious tracts. The other lady talked about how she used to do lots of drugs but now she just gets high on Jesus and that's a better drug than any other combination of drugs she had ever done. They told me about the path to Christ and all of that stuff. They tried to get us to "save" our souls right there in front of the bar, we all resectfully declined.
We go back in and talk to the waitress who had been serving them. Apparently they had been sitting there for a couple hours and had ordered one Sprite between them. So, they weren't wasted....at least they hadn't gotten drunk there...
I got thinking about the whole thing today. I realized how lucky they were. Six months ago I would have ripped them a new asshole philosophically and torn every shred of arguement they had into tatters as I explained to them that God didn't and couldn't exist. Now, I realize first of all that arguing with people like that isn't worth my time (Aristotle taught me that one, eh) and, secondly, since I converted back the whole God-doesn't-exist line doesn't work for me anymore.
We left the bar awhile later. In the morning I went into work after dropping Tiffany off at home. We were so slow today. I worked from 12-4:30 and I only took four deliveries. So pathetic!
On my last delivery I turned the car off when I went to the door. I gave him his pizza and went back to my car. When I turned the key, nothing happened. It didn't do anything at all, it didn't even try to start. I called work and one of the guys drove over to where I was stranded. We tried jumping my car. Either his cables are fucked or my battery is just that dead....it didn't work. I had to call a tow truck. It took about 45 minutes for the tow truck to come get us. He fiddled with my car for a bit. He got it started finally and then had me turn a bunch of electrical stuff on to see what had caused the deadness. The car stalled out. So, we towed it up to work. Now tomorrow I was supposed to deliver. Instead I will be managing. I am already scheduled to manage on Tuesday. So, my week is going to suck. I'm going to get the car fixed on Wednesday assuming my check is large enough to cover the price. If any of you are still reading at this point....I'm going to need to go bowling Wednesday night.
Anyway....I have a pot of coffee. I have 45 pages or so of Wealth of Nations to read. The Angels are playing the Orioles tonight. I'm going to read and drink and listen to baseball and pretend that my financial state is not as pathetic as it really is.....
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you totally tricked me with that post in the cartoon group. that was hilarious. thanks, i needed a good laugh before i went to bed.