Well I have finished my first week back at the gas station and so far so good. All the usual idiot customers are there, but I have decided to have a weekly moron-of-the-week award. Don't worry Dograt isn't in the running, although the idiots I replaced were awfully tempting. One of these jackasses accosted a customer because the customer had thrown money at them. As Dograt put it they were lucky the customer wasn't like...ummm.....Me. So starting at the end of this week, I will be announcing a weekly winner. Each winner will win a lifetime supply of degradation and humility....at least from Dograt and I.
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Right now I am in the middle of a pretty decent depression. It happens. The situation that takes up most of my time is this situation surrounding my friend who was accused of child rape and endangerment. He pled guilty for a myriad of reasons. My patience with him is at a breaking point. He was diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome and there has always been something "off" about him but I am having a hard time dealing with his refusal to accept any responsibility in the matter. I realize he has problems but it's beyond me how he can spend all his time blaming the court, the police, or the people who falsely accused him, when he actually did do something, even if it was only one of the most minor charges. Yeah he was accused of things we know he didn't do and that the police are potentially in trouble for coercing witnesses, but that still doesn't excuse the fact the he very likely touched a child. So what if it wasn't malisicious, it was wrong.

I promised his parents I would be here until he goes away, but after that I don't know. I took the gas station job because I needed something that wasn't in anyway tied to Ben or this situation.
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I'm wiped. Later.