By the way for people looking for jobs: Get a job in a restaurant, idiots.
Fucking morons. It ain't some nice job. Yea, you gotta be off your ass. But you'll make damn near $20 an hour doing it. And I can guarantee you two things: Some place will be hiring. And you won't need a resume. Night job, in the meantime you can look for a better job.
It ain't hard. (I say it all with love. NOW GO GET A JOB.)
Cab driver duh.
It's worse for me to get a shit job than it is to not, but when I apply for median level jobs they know I'm doing it temporarily and tell me I'm overqualified, I don't bother applying to salary type jobs because they require degrees though I usually am qualified otherwise. THANKS A LOT OBAMA ROMNEY2012
I'm assuming she meant a restaurant where you can get tips.
just apply anyway, i applied to jobs expecting a master's before I finished college and got one. the people hiring you are typically not the ones writing the job postings anyway (fuck HR departments), so they don't give a shit if you meet qualifications as long as they can legally hire you and you can prove you can handle the work.
A gay restaurant.
That's a thing, right?
In every gayborhood it is.
Got cussed out by two people today and I don't think I pissed anyone off recently. Complete strangers both of them and I wasn't at work. I laughed and smiled at one of them and ranted to them about how their behavior infront of their five year old child is an awesome display of parenting. So they called the cops and they explained to them that I had been harassing them for months and filed a report on me before. Fortunately, the person they filed the report on was a different person and when they found out they cussed at the wrong person, the female just looked at me and said "Sorry about that. All white people look the same, you know?" The 5 year old agreed.
So, update on the herpies thing. I finally got ahold of my doctor and they confirmed that I have th HPV1 virus in my body(never had a cold sore in my life) and Sam(my girlfriend) got her results back and was confirmed to have the HPV1 virus on her vagina. So... The going theory is that I gave it to her while going down on her. We're both releaved and she loves me even more because before we both found out I told her that unless it can kill me, then I wouldnt leave her. My doctor also told me that im lucky becsuse if I didnt have it, I would have had to leave her. Ya... So ya... Lol
HSV1 is a bastard. It lies dormant, waiting for its chance to strike... then on the day you were planning on looking nice and/or eating tall food such as sandwiches, it manifests a cold sore right on the corner of your mouth where it's most inconvenient and painful to deal with.
Reminds me of something similar.
This is like five years ago now. One of courses was basically 4 different grades: a presentation, a debate, a report, and a final exam. That's it. No make-ups, extra credit, or extended deadlines.
We were all assigned a presentation date on the first day of class, and were told to do our own independent study leading up to it. My date was a few months in. There is no missing your presentation date, apart from 2+ weeks notice and written note (doctor, or whatever). Has to be formal, sourced/MMA format, 15 minutes long, in business formal attire.
The day of my presentation, I wake up at 12 and do a quick check to see what is due for class. Completely forgot it was my day, I haven't done shit, and class starts at 1 PM. My presentation has to be about a very specific 4-hour podcast.
I've never pulled so much shit out of my ass so fast in my life. I literally listened to maybe 15 minutes of the podcast, spent the rest of the time googling my way into bullshit, and acted like I knew what I was talking about for 15 minutes. Somehow still got an A.
So I'm walking my dog around the block, and one of my neighbors comes down the street and parks her car right next to me. It was fucking horrible. She was like, half on the curb, and half still out in the street. Right in a blind spot around the corner too, could have easily caused an accident.
So she gets out and comes to pet my dogs, her husband is with her, and I'm like, you might wanna move your car, You don't want it go get hit or anything. She goes off on me, saying something about how she's 7 months pregnant and can do w/e the fuck she wants. So i just take my dog and walk the fuck away, I may have called her white trash or something as I left. Whole time her husband doesn't say a damn thing.
About 10 minutes later I'm omw back home, and pass by their house again, on the other side of the street.. The car is still out in the middle of the goddamn road. Her husband sees me, and jumps in the car. Throws it in reverse, spins it around, then comes right at me. He ends up jumping the curb and nearly killing me and my fucking dog. Then he just stares at me, doesn't say a goddamn word. Puts the car in reverse, pulls it back out into the middle of the street and parks it again.
What in the flying fuck