Today at work I was fucking pissed by the end of the night. It’s Goddamn 11 and it’s closing time, but the fucking bitch waitresses keep bringing back dishes they should have brought back a Goddamn hour ago. I injure both of my arms by accident putting away shit Vinny should have given me earlier, and I slice my finger open because some asshole lost the chainmail gloves for doing the silverware. Fuck me, right? So I come home and fall over on my bed and check my Okcupid profile to see if I got any messages back form a girl that is my PERFECT match. Well, she was online yesterday, and di not feel the need to respond to my message. FML.
I make a habit of following those who follow me.
Today at work, I walked in and found my favorite cook, Red, raging about something. So, while I started catching up I talked to Jason about Cabin in the Woods, which he loved. Who wouldn’t love it? So, Red yells at me to come over to where he’s working and he’s like, in the most serious way, “I need to talk to you later about something, be scared.” So, the next few hours fly by, me scared shitless about what he’s going to say, sweating bullets, and thinking about what I could have done to invoke his ire. Well, as the night goes on, and the staff is getting more drunk, Red is about to leave. I stop him and ask what he wanted to talk to me about. He pauses, then, “Oh, nothin; man. Nothin.” Then he smiles, “Man, I said that earlier just to mess with you.” Well, you sure did mess with me, but now I’m wondering whether or not you really WERE just messing with me, or changed your mind about talking to me, and if it’s the latter, what the Hell did you want to talk to me about?
Had to open today. We have new recruit in the morning’s whom I’ve nicknamed “juggalo”, because he’s a gangster wannabe piece of shit. Every time I see him I want to punch him in his fishy face. Work was such a dork today. =[ Then, when my bro clocked out and left, I thought he up an bailed on our lunch plans, but really he thought he was meeting me at the restaurant, I was pissed and didn’t go cause I thought he bailed. Neither of us had our phones today, so there was no coordination. So he was left waiting at the Chinese Buffet. So we made plans to go see Cabin in the Woods(my second time), but he totally bailed on me. So again, I got left watching the movie. Alone. I feel so sad. Does everyone hate me? Am I unlikable? Sometimes it feels that way….
-Evan S. (This one I actually made myself! =])
“L.G. Fuad” by Motion City Soundtrack, to help you forget your last shift.
I had a great night! =]
I went to the Papa Johns in Mt. Holly to eye my crush, but I was too cowardly to approach her, so I meekly asked if they did “Eat In”s, to which of course they said “no”. But rather than taking a cold shower at home and crying into my pillow, I continued with my plans to see Cabin in the Woods, and it was by and a far one of the best movies I’ve seen in theaters in recent memory. I think the last movie I saw that had that much impact on me in the theater was Inglorious Bastards, in 2009. So creative and original and FUNNY. It’s easily in my “Favorite Movies Forever <3” list now. I love it so much, and will see it again tomorrow after work, hopefully. ;3 But after the after-high of the film wore off, I was sad again. =/ So I bought a bad slice of pizza and went back to the movies for a double feature! =D To my surprise, they were showing the Korean film “The Raid: Redemption”. I looked up showings for this film last week, and it wasn’t playing anywhere, but the Gods smiled on me tonight! I was so happy. The movie rocked socks, of course. It was fucking brutal and had some drop dead A-M-A-Z-I-N-G action, but over all it didn’t leave as much an impact as Cabin in the Woods. Still glad I saw it. Now I’m back at home on Tumblr, and after I’m done I get to play FEZ! =]
My night would’ve been perfect, had I someone to spend it with. =[
Anonymous asked: Hey ^_^ are you gay?
Whether I’m straight or gay, does it really matter? People that try and see the differences between the two are the queer ones. Let my blog posts say what my sexual orientation is. I think it’s silly to cast a label on myself for the sake of an anonymous user who’s too scared to let who they are. Why should I tell them who I am?