Well hello blog fans. Do I have any? Had my 2nd interview for the Video-journalist job in Reading tonight. It went well. I ashould know something in a few weeks.

Met a really nice lady tonight at a friend of mine's house. Her and Ben want me to help her run her medieval/goth clothing company. She also has an apartment to rent in Reading. Really cool pagan lady. Very earthy but not a lunatic. We spent several hours talking. Iam a bit skeptical abut the clothing thing. I know she's making money hand-over-fist but I am trying to figure how I can devote time to help her and still make enough money to support myself. We'll see what happens.

Now for the rant of the day!

People, you know who you are, I work at a gas station. I pump gas, I ring up your bills, I even fix flats, and give directions. I AM NOT THE DALI LAMA!!! I am not there to make your lives more fulfilled. You show up at 630pm with whatever problem and you expect me to magically make it all better. Even after I explain that I AM NOT A MECHANIC, you persist and expect me to fix your life. Plan your days better. Learn to pump your own gas. I had some lady today come in with her rearview mirror dangeling and she expected me to take care of it. I explained to her that she would have to come back tommorrow during business hours and talk to the mechanics. She huffed and said "Well if I had the glue, I'd do it myself!"

Then WTF are you doing hasselling me? I pointed out that Walmart was less than a mile down the road and it was like I had spawned the possibility of thought within her cranium. How do these people exist in every day life? When the toaster burns their toast, do they call the toaster guy at 6AM? NO! They just make another piece. They adapt. I hope to god they do.

I am convinced some people should be neutered at birth. Hey you outta the gene pool and quit peeing in the shallow end!!!

I am spending my birthday playing golf with my brother. Everybody....HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JOE!!!!!

Thanks to Blograt for covering my shift tommorrow night.