So its been about two weeks or so since the last post and what has happened? Well i got a job, i guess thats pretty cool, albeit not the most exciting nor glamorous of employment it pay the billls or at least spending habits. Incase you were wondering i work in a bottle shop in a suburb full of hicks so here is a story/ monologues
Drunk old man: Hey mate whats yer tattoo of?
me: just a tattoo dude
Drunk old man: nah man who is johnny cash?
me: just a tattoo hey
Drunk old man: is it bruce lee
*i’m trying to serve customers and the dude who is working with me looks uneasy with the situation
me: I just got a design done, it’s not of a particular person.
Drunk old man: nah why the fuck would you get a tattoo of someone you dont know, i know all the fucking tattoos i have
*gets aggressive
me: Things you do when you’re young you know?
Drunk old man:How old are you?
Me:20
Drunk old man: Nah you are a fucking adult hey, Is your tattoo even real?
*licks his hand, rubs my arm
me: dude, what are you doing mate?
Drunk old man: nah fuck you, its either johnny cash or bruce lee
Awesome second shift at work i must say, i also have seen a bunch of dudes a used to go to school with and they are still the same. I hated high school it was full of narrow-minded mouthbreathers and i only had a handful of friends which i eventually sold out on all i did during that whole high-school stage was go to local parties and drink, that was the standard weekend, not that there is anything wrong with that but it was total rut which i had to get out of. After 4 years of not being at school and not seeing the dropkicks which studied there it was painful to see those people come to where i work, back in that suburb, back to square one, this one dude i saw him go through a whole cycle of phases hip hop/ pop punk/ tru punx and whatever he is now: stretched ears/ nautical star, Japanese tattoos/ black hair/ baseball cap he looked at me with the most smug of looks i swear i could of ripped out his jugular then and there.
I left the suburb which i grew up in i left for a good two years and never looked back, i left the high school friends, the hangouts, the crappy shopping center everything and i assure you it was for the best. Moving out was amazing i partied, met new people, got a couple of girlfriends and coming to live with the parents was good but man, this suburb is killing me.
