should have a sink just for washing hands. In other countries you see them all the time. Its so frustrating waiting 10 minutes for people doing god knows what in the bathrooms. I just want to wash my hands before I eat!
Also, to those who take forever in restaurant bathrooms: I hate you.
Is it wrong that the first thing that popped into my mind looking at some old tintype photo is Dam that girl looks good.
My budget is getting very tight. Before I could afford good bread and organic milk. Now I'm buying 50 percent off bread and 50 percent off milk. I feel like a failure.
It's been like three months since someone has come up to me to tell me I look like a movie star.
I don't miss it.
It's always a little awkward.
I guess you could say this is a drought, if only I didn't know that every other person that looks at me isn't thinking it.
I’m done with all these lame chain restaurants like Denny’s, Boston Pizza, Earls, Cactus Club and so on etc. They’re all pretty much the same song and dance: mediocre food and lousy service. I need to find a new place to eat.
My manager had a choice today: he could move one item from Box A to Box B as he's already in the office, or have me commute 2.5 hours to do the same. The item has no bearing on my paid work. If the item stays in Box A, it's not part of my job duties. He asked me to come in. Fortunately a coworker offered to move the item for me. Point blank I realized that my manager doesn't have my back at all and would prefer to do nothing and have me on transit for 2.5 hours. It's times like these I wish I were independently wealthy.
When I was very small I liked to look through my baby book; see the pictures, the lock of hair, and beautiful cursive in my mothers hand. The past few years I’ve become more curious about my birth. The answer is often that it was a difficult time and it’s best I not know. Not know what? The baby book mysteriously misplaced, and as I age and become more self aware I notice a concerning trend in myself that causes me to wonder, what happened?
How DARE you give me attitude for not giving 2 dollars to your charity at the till. I give on my own time and I work in homeless shelters. You have no idea how much I give to the community. I have been shopping there for 10 years and have given your store thousands and thousands of money. This is the ultimate insult.
I had forgotten about the return of full nasal functionality.
Now everything and everyone smells like either shit, cat piss or sweaty balls.
I should start smoking again.
I've cut eating out down to about once every two to three weeks. Today is one of those days. Given that I used to eat out everyday due to stress/depression/laziness, I'm surprised how disciplined I've been. It's been really hard. But, not being able to afford rent and being on strike/laid off is scary. I just hope I can keep this up until it's the good times again. Good luck everyone!