Not a single friends only post or protected post that only I can see. Thiss thought is only brought up only because H said I should make my journal friends only if I wanna get more friends on my friends list, heh, Good idea. Though, Im sure most people wouldn't want to get into my elitest club just to read lame crap like this. …Another thought

HELLLLOOOOOOOO PROLIFIC POSTER!

and I finally saw the BABY!!!!!! Yeah!!!! So soon we shall be able to determine whot sex “she” is. Both of us are convinved the baby is a girl and will stick to that until we see some nuts and berrys. I often wonder if I am ready to be a father. You know the whole responsible for another human life thing, but deep down inside I know I am and have been anxious for it. Finances have just kicked in so we will be able to afford going to school and raise a child, the only problems becomes trying to spend time with said child. Oh well I spose I should save such speculation for later when, I am a bit more used to the idea of bein a daddi. Last week at Subway I saw a girl who looked exactly how I would envision my daughter to look when she is a teen, it was a tad eerie. Anywho Im boring I know so I shall let you get back to your lives citizens!

So I sit here sifting through the rants of and The Stained Apron, and think to myself who should I be more angry at?!? The dumb customers who make our lives difficult, the people who see such sites and decide that they are gonna make every CS rep's live difficult, or the reps themselves for getting back at people in such diabolical ways. I myself would not resort to such lowly things as which may have been discussed, but I do have a fairly sharp tongue which I do use quite freely. I seeth with rage as these people talk about making our lives even harder then they already and getting their way because “Customers are Always Right.” But I chuckle to myself as I realize these are the same people who never get good service from anybody because they do go out of their way to give us grief. I often wish that these people would come into my establishment or I could meet them in a dark alley, so they can see whot kind of uneducated loser I am. I mean seriously, they talk of getting an education and how they made something of themselves, yet they keep the mailboxes of the site full with their inane ramblings.

Who should make something of their lives? Those who work at these jobs as a means to an end or those who think that they need to vent their frustrastions of impotency, mid-life crisis, marriage, lack of direction in life, etc. This is where my thoughts of man, doing things to people's food will just irk them and make those who think they are on some holy crusade to avenge the “customer” that much more annoying and irksome to us. BLAH! I hate thinking this early in the morning. Anywho I think if we just all smile and give hugs and such the world would be a happier place. And now just because you are a paying customer does not give you the right to say something about my co-workers breasts. *growl* And for your information that's my fiancee, so whotta ya say now smart guy?!? No I won't spit in your food or do anything else to it, but that doesn't mean I won't lead you to believe that I will or belittle you in front of my co-workers. You wanna see how well I can back up my words? I don't care how big you are, I've never been in a one on one fight, we'll just see how I do then, the last fight was eight on one and I had three try to take me to court over damages. Yeah bring it. *smirk* Thought so give me my tip and go ya big gorilla. Eck bad night at work, though I did make some good cash once 11PM hit, why couldn't tha whole night be like that?!? I miss those $180 nights. Ah well its summer, sloooooooow for those wiatin tables.

I was riding my bike to work. Just cruising along and listenin to my music. As I pedaled I became aware of a car following me a lil to close for comfort. I slowed down and waved them past, you know like I would normally, however they wouldn't pass. I finally got fed up and stopped, they stopped as well. It was at this juncture that I actually got a good look at the offenders, a bunch of HS kids out for a ride in tha Mommy-mobile. I stared hard at them hoping to cow them and send them on their way. they refused to budge, so I finally sighed and continued on my merry way to work. They continued to follow me I despise getting on the side walk when I can just have a smooth cruise down the road so I shouted back that they should just pass. I looked back and saw them giggle. My temper flared at that moment and I waited for my opportunity. They began to speed up and slow down, I spose to scare me. Well the second to the last time they came dangerously close to my back wheel. I could actually feel their bumper rubbing against my tire. I stood and sped up and they slowed down. I hear them speed up again and I looked back to seee them giggling and carrying on again. Though I am sure they had no idea whot was about to happen.

As they got horrendously close again I leapt back off my bike, and landed on their hood. It was priceless. If you've seen Go, and remember the scene where the two gay guys hit Ranna and scream thats about how they looked. I began to scream about being hit, when they hit tha breaks! I rolled off the hood and followed my bike off to the side of the road where I proceeded to laugh me arse off. They kept yelling and such and apparently took my amusment for pain because they hit reverse and burnt some rubber tryin to get out of there. says I should have reported them to tha cops, yada yada yada. I think however tey got as much trouble as they needed as they tried to explain to mom why their was a big dent in the hood of her pretty car. I can't get the look of absolute horror out of my mind it was priceless I tell ya priceless. Yeah I keep talking of carrying a brick for schmucks like that, but Im thinking thi is much more fun, although my bike was a bit banged up because of me flinging it away, I think it could stand for another adventure of this type.