Sunday, May 20, 2007
Pumpin' some Tool
This is something I shouldn't get so hyped up about but fuck it. I did and now I'm writing about. I drove through a fast food joint (no - it wasn't Wienerschnitzel) and I decided to park and eat in the parking lot so that I didn't have to drive like a freaking maniac while eating the best burrito that fast food can offer. So while parked and listening to my favorite tunes a girl and a boy come up to my window and want to talk to me.
OK. I can fucking talk to someone for a minute but when she starts going on about how the Lord would bless me and send me to Heaven if I gave her some money for food I get a little pissed.
I guess I should have some compassion for people like this but you know what? I don't. I get more pissed off than when my favorite song doesn't come on the radio. When Kelly Clarkson's "Since You've Been Gone" is not blaring on my speakers I get pissed. Haha...
Actually, I just get pissed because you don't see me fucking begging for money. I work 2 freaking jobs to support myself and sometimes I don't have money for groceries. Those 2 bucks that I spent on fast food was a fucking treat. That's right begging-bitches. Go get yourself a fucking job or 2 or 3... That's what I've done and I get pissed that someone has the gall to ask me for the money that I've spent working 70 hours for.
Ok... So now that I've ranted for a bit, I'm going to go and crucify myself for being such a selfish bitch.
You can call me self righteous hoe bag if you want... I don't give a shit.
What I do give a shit about is eating my veggie bean burrito in peace, in my car, with a little bit of Tool pumpin' on my Toyota Corolla factory made speakers.
So if you don't like what I'm dealin' then I suggest you go to the next Black Jack table. Thank you for your time and I hope to see you in the future.
Parking with my only lover, Mr. Burrito,