I know everyone has it bad, but I must rant. my woes begin on monday where my girlfriend and I are fighting every five minutes. thats not the big deal, but thats where it starts. tuesday I go to work, selling souveniers at shea stadium (thats for baseballs NY mets if you wanted to know), for what I thought would be a leisurely afternoon game. no, it turned out to be group discount day.
I was working a rather large stand in a section that had four separate summer camp groups consisting of anywhere between twenty to thirty kids ranging in age between seven and twelve years old, BY MY SELF.
so I had all these rugrats asking me twenty billion questions all at the same time, paying me in indivdually crumpled small bills, and causing general mayhem all around me. on top of that it wasan inventory night that was audited by a corprate big-wig.
so day is done after massive hours of mindnubming work. I hop on my train and do my usual transfers only to discover that the train that actually goes to my neighborhood can't move because of a manhole explosion that knocked out power to the signal lights. thoughts of random beatings and stragulation become thoughts of disembowelmemt and impaling.
so I get home and discover that this data storage company that resides on the other side of my backyard is expanding their building. they tear down the chainlink fence that separates their porperty from seven properties (my humble abode included), accidently severing my phone line. yeah, I was pissed.
so now its wednesday, and my phone line gets fixed after many hours of waiting for verizon guy to come back from lunch. as he tests the lines we watch as the construction morons cross in to my neighbors property and rip out two small trees. later my uncles and I are surveying the carnage when ,lo and behold, the lack of fencing permits the free roam two vicsious dogs (one diplaying a wound on its flank). I love dogs, but these are dangeroous animals trained to attack. so I call animal control, who tells me to call the cops, who tells me to call animal control.
after much frustration and run-around, I give up and surrender to the call of guinness stout. so now as thursday (the day of thor) begins, I wonder what delightful strife I will encounter. gleb.....thats my rant. say what you will.
"I only wish that you, the peons, the lowly zit ridden scum of outcast prepubescence so recklessly misspending the treasure of youth could truly understand my utter disdain for you as I look out from my lofty perch of immeasurable fame and opulence." beefcake the mighty of GWAR