The First Day of the Rest of My Life

Monday, November 15, 2004

So I met up with V and C, along with my old roommate, at a bar on Friday night. Two things struck me as interesting...

While V and I were out on the dance floor, jamming out to the tunes of one of S.A.'s more popular cover bands, her eyes lit up at something that appeared on the TV screen above us. I turned around to see what it was, it was a commercial for McDonald's McGriddles. A few minutes before, she heaped all sorts of praise on the aforementioned breakfast treat. I just had to laugh. The fact that one person can derive so much pleasure from something like that just kills me.

Secondly, the bar itself. In the men's room, there's a poster that details the air filtration system in the place. Apparently, this thing has been broken for months. Used to be that I'd go there, and not leave with that stale secondhand smoke smell that would stay with me, my clothes, and my bed linens until my next shower. But the last few times I've been there, even if I'm only there on a "quiet night," (Thursday, ironically) I'll come out smelling like I finished the third shift at Phillip Morris. I'm not one to make customer complaints (though I am getting tired of going to that place all the time), but I may make an exception if this keeps up.

As you were...

1 Comments:

  • As I was eh? You were the first person I ever knew of when I went to work at snooze9. So it's only fitting I continue eavesdropping on your life from a thousand miles away. Hope things are going well =) Drop me a line sometime. --ERIC

    By Blogger erickdavid, at 10:42 AM  

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