the eyes are the groin of the head
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geebsThings that grind my gears:
When you order something at a food place, and they get it wrong, and they're all, "Well, you didn't say you wanted X!" llv('WRONG!') They didn't HEAR me say I wanted X. There's a difference! Now, I'm not down on food service people. Hey, I always tip 20% regardless of quality of service, because I'm a lame goody-goody and an idiot. But saying the former is saying its my fault, when its really their fault. And isn't the customer always right anyways? I'm not telling them how to do their jobs, but aren't they supposed to be all amicable and apologize and say, "I'm sorry, but I did not hear you wanted X."
Speaking of X, was I was walking to get lunch, the mp3 player was playing Zero 7's "In the Waiting Line", which is of course the song that plays during the scene in Garden State when Zach Braff and friends get high and play spin the bottle. And that had me thinking about intoxicants and how I don't take them anymore. You know, wanting to experience life in all its agoniizing glory and blah blah not wanting to dull the sensation in any way-cakes.
But seriously, despite my incredible lack of maturity and general goofiness, I think I'm prolly considered uptight and reserved, at least irl. And I was thinking to all those times I got plastered, and the ill advised things I did under the influence. Saying all sorts of extremely vulgar and off color things to anyone who'll listen but no one in particular, making a jackass of myself at various family functions, making mormon girls cry, rasslin'![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
simonsen77 and dholliday in a triple threat match for the title of Ultimate Bad-ass in front of Center Street (well, that's the title I put up, if I remember correctly, it was a three title match, and I don't recall what they put up), challenging rednecks to fights in parking lots, etc.
But I digress, because eally, who hasn't made a jack-ass of themselves when drunk? I'm just saying I'm realizing the reason those times felt so "fun" at the time was because I let go and wasn't being so controlled. I guess that's the big appeal, not worrying about all the crap of the world for a while?
Owel, I'm just babbling right now because its so quiet right now. TGIF at least, just two and a half more hours to go til the weekend!
When you order something at a food place, and they get it wrong, and they're all, "Well, you didn't say you wanted X!" llv('WRONG!') They didn't HEAR me say I wanted X. There's a difference! Now, I'm not down on food service people. Hey, I always tip 20% regardless of quality of service, because I'm a lame goody-goody and an idiot. But saying the former is saying its my fault, when its really their fault. And isn't the customer always right anyways? I'm not telling them how to do their jobs, but aren't they supposed to be all amicable and apologize and say, "I'm sorry, but I did not hear you wanted X."
Speaking of X, was I was walking to get lunch, the mp3 player was playing Zero 7's "In the Waiting Line", which is of course the song that plays during the scene in Garden State when Zach Braff and friends get high and play spin the bottle. And that had me thinking about intoxicants and how I don't take them anymore. You know, wanting to experience life in all its agoniizing glory and blah blah not wanting to dull the sensation in any way-cakes.
But seriously, despite my incredible lack of maturity and general goofiness, I think I'm prolly considered uptight and reserved, at least irl. And I was thinking to all those times I got plastered, and the ill advised things I did under the influence. Saying all sorts of extremely vulgar and off color things to anyone who'll listen but no one in particular, making a jackass of myself at various family functions, making mormon girls cry, rasslin'
simonsen77 and dholliday in a triple threat match for the title of Ultimate Bad-ass in front of Center Street (well, that's the title I put up, if I remember correctly, it was a three title match, and I don't recall what they put up), challenging rednecks to fights in parking lots, etc. But I digress, because eally, who hasn't made a jack-ass of themselves when drunk? I'm just saying I'm realizing the reason those times felt so "fun" at the time was because I let go and wasn't being so controlled. I guess that's the big appeal, not worrying about all the crap of the world for a while?
Owel, I'm just babbling right now because its so quiet right now. TGIF at least, just two and a half more hours to go til the weekend!
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Date: 2007-11-02 11:42 pm (UTC)Right here.
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Date: 2007-11-04 11:02 pm (UTC)-joseph
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Date: 2007-11-05 12:50 am (UTC)simonsen77
Date: 2007-11-04 11:03 pm (UTC)well he's on facebook too, but he's like old and with a real life, so he probably does nothing with it... ... yup, i'm right. figures, only old wit no life guys still do this junk.