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I’ve just discovered that one of my dreams is to own 100 scarves.
Like first I’ll get the achievement at 50, and then I’ll get the next achievement when I hit the triple digit.
I was at Starbucks after my shift at work today, hanging out with a friend.
This guy walks in, and I think, he looks familiar. A beat later I remember that I’ve sold him Black Mamba pills (increase size, stamina, and strength!).
As he’s leaving, he glances over at the corner at where I’m sitting and I feel the recognition radiate off of him. I look away, but he keeps staring at me until he’s finally out the door.
I’d like to say I’m pretty recognizable, especially with my hair, so now begins the first of what I’m sure will be many times of me recognizing the suburban dads buying 24 hour teen dvds and grandmas giving me the side-eye when I put their thong in a purple “discreet” bag.
I’m never hungry when I’m at work, but as soon as I’m home I’m like
I’m not feeling 100% confident about everything that can happen during a single shift at work, but I feel more so after my second day. Today’s my first time by myself, so I’m hoping nothing too big gets thrown my way. Just simple stuff that gives me more practice on feeling natural in front of the customers. I do like how we have a cleaning log with different responsibilities for each shift, and since cleaning is such a menial task (for the most part) it gives my brain time to relax and just think things through.
A friend of mine wants to come see me if he has time tonight, and I told him to come later in my shift so I have something to look forward to (and someone to talk to).
One day I’ll get back to my regularly scheduled programming of reblogging pictures of male actors.