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alright...storytime

i was out with a bunch of friends getting some wonderful beer and steak at hops (their winter ale is delico.us) While there, my friend dan steals my phone for 10 mins. He enjoys sending lude txt msgs to my friends from my phone. everyone gets a good laugh at it and no one gets mad. I finally get my phone back...see that he sent the msg 'call me in 20 mins....i'll be nekkid'

but i can not tell who he sent it to.

later in the night i get a few calls from friends laughing.
fastforward to the next day at lunch..

i get a call from a number i don't know.... i pick up.....

me...hello ?
lady...hi...i want you to stop txt msging my 10 year old daughter, or
else i'll call the cops.
what are you talking about?
did you txt msg my daughter?
when?
just now?
no...i haven't sent any msgs in a while
did you send any in the last 24 hours?
nooope....haven't sent any in a while....maybe the system messed up.
what did the msg say?
something about being drunk and balls
(holding back laughter) oh yah ?
this is very unappropriate for a 10 year old to read and i want you to
stop sending them
i didn't send anything...i don't know what you are talking about
so you don't know anything about this?
nope....i don't even have this number in my phone.
well that's because i'm calling from a different phone
oh...well what is your daughters number
oh...so you are saying you know something about this
no....i know nothing about this
is your number 386.2xx.2xxx?
yup
you either know something about this or someone got ahold of your phone
there's a chance someone got ahold of my phone....what's the number
i will only give you the number if you admit that you did this.
i did not do this.....give me the number so i can take your 10 year
old's number out of my phone
admit taht you did it and i will give you the number
listen...i can make sure this doesn't happen again if you give me the
number...otherwise.. i don't care
i don't want these vile and disgusting things sent to my daughter! i'm
going to tell the cops about this!
go ahead.


i was kinda an ass cause i thought dan was playing a prank on me...by
having a coworker call and harass me....but after discussion with
him...he only sent out txt msgs to 4 people....two responded last
night, one i know i have the right number...and one i haven't talked
to in over a year..... :)

i know myself
i want to find the world

i'm just going to make some lists for the next few posts. should be more interesting than me whining about taxes and work.

things i have saved as notes in gmail...

link for a flight to illinios for $150 'out the door' (didn't book the flight in time)
list of food items i need to serve at my restaurant (in 15 years)
list of words and phrases that need definitions
link to a video of a kid in a pac-man costume running through a library
plain word resume
pretty graphic resume
pictures of me jumping on the interstate

rick - 'so this girl broke her head'
me - ' what...just like..poof....now it doesn't work'
rick - 'hehe...no.....she broke her windowshield with her head'

i really didn't think i would get more crazy work stories from my brother after he left working at universal....but then he decided to work at an ER. while he hates the job...at least i have good stories about coked out private school kids, and people trying to con a hospital.
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updates:

still here in orlando
still about 45% liking my job
job is good...just everyday i think about how i need to be doing something more interesting
my young heart needs to travel
haven't heard back from 5 takes...only have a few more days until that idea is dead
i'm basically chillin here until i can semi-plan out a crap job somewhere where life would be different

maybe i can find a job working on a crew on a yacht.......i heard a speech from a vp of disney a few years back. he talked about how he dove for pearls for a year when he was younger. his whole speech was about doing something interesting and unique to really learn about life. finding these jobs is the hard part..

so feel free to send some inputs my way

until then i'll just have to look forward to chipotle friday!!!
wooohoooo

i think one of the part-timers brought it in.

hehehe....just kidding.

while in an office job, your brain begins to die. to keep your brain from doing this, one begins to observe every little insane trait of your coworkers. these things i like to call office ticks. not just because they are tics similar to someone with ocd, but they also bury into your skin and make you want to claw your eyes out........here's an example:

my coworker raj..... has a computer tick. usually when i ask him something, he must look it up on his computer. anytime that he is doing anything on his computer he has to go through a small process. before doing anything he must view the desktop, then refresh the desktop. yes.....refresh the desktop, as if a present is going to show up once it's refreshed. now this alone would not drive me crazy.....but he does this 50 times.

the first time i witnessed him doing this, I thought he just did it on the desktop......oh boy was i wrong. i mean....operation enduring freedom wrong. he refreshes EVERYTHING. constantly.

it's quite bad. i actually believe that his refreshing of his computer might actually stop him from getting any work done. he highlights something...then refreshes....he opens a folder....refreshes....breathe....refresh.


oh office job

i love drunk people....

i meet up with friends at bennigans...everyone's drunk.....i have not had a drink in days. i sit down and a girl i have never met starts talking to me.......

girl - 'hi'
me - 'hi'
girl - 'how old are you?'
me - 'what ?'
girl- 'how old are you?'
me - 'why are you asking?
girl - 'how old are you?
(leaning over and sluring every 1.4 words).
me - 'how old do you think i am ?'
girl - '23...how old do you think i am ?
me - 'i don't know...why are you asking me this?'
girl - 'how old are you ?
me - 'do you ask everyone this when you first meet them'
girl - 'you have big teeth'
me - 'wwhhhhaaaattt ?
girl - 'you have BIG teeth'
(one of my friends overheard this and her eyes almost pooped out of her head)
me - 'umm....thanks'
(awkward laughter from everyone)
girl - 'it must really suck......to go through life with big teeth'
me - 'what ? are you serious?'
girl - 'hey....i have chicklette teeth'
(she leans over and points at her teeth)
girl - 'hey...it's just a joke....just a joke'

there was another awkward minute and then her and her friends were leaving. she hugged me twice, said 'it's just a joke...just a joke', and then left.