On being a manager at McDonalds
“The thing about being a manager at McDonald’s is that your employee could stab you and you’d be all ‘I know you just stabbed me…possibly in the liver…I’m bleeding black…I’m going to die in 30 minutes…could you possibly work tomorrow? I know it means you will miss your day off and it’s short notice but we need you. Please call 911.'”
Maybe you had to be there.
Monthly Archives: November 2004
huh!
I found this in an old email this morning. I think I should take up a career writing eloquent if perplexing death threats to people
When your times comes, and it will, as it does for everyone, it will be sanguinely graceful and viscerally stunning. Universes will collide in imitation of your offal display.
I promise
Let me know if you’re looking to hire for something like this (just the death threat writing, I have to have a personal stake in the issue if I’m going to carry it out).
Dear You
I want you to come over and color in coloring books and eat tofu and spin me around to make me giggle and laugh that surprised laugh that shows all your teeth and hug me quiet and watch a movie and poke fun and hold my hand and eat some dessert and tolerate the dog and smile.
xoh
Sweet Songs
Two very sweet songs that I fell in love with this weekend… Butterfly and California both by Mason Jennings my new favorite musician.
Nice.
Now if only I could do something about this anxiety life would be damned sweet.
Chicago
Aaah, so what did I do this weekend…
Grabbed David and drove like hell to Chicago (after dropping the dog off at my dad’s, getting coffee, putting air in my tires, getting gas, spilling coffee, getting more coffee, adding windshield washer fluid and buying more lighters).
It was a typical Chicago trip for me…I spent about 35 million hours at the Shedd aquarium, dinner, shopping, and cheap baked goods at Chinatown, Sears Tower at night, brunch, wine shopping, room service, all manner of fun stuff. Also, introduced to new music, all good, will share more about that later.
I’m giddy happy right now. All kinds of goofy stuff that makes me shake my head and laugh.
The world is full of mirth, people, it’s worth it to find some and hold on to it.