I don't understand why people think it's ok to call me at all hours of the goddamned night. Seriously, I've been working a regular first shift, full time job for what? Almost four years now? Not cool to call me at midnight on a monday. I don't care who you are, or how great of a time you're having, or even how bad of a time you're having. I don't care, and you should fucking grow up. As a matter of fact, don't call me or text me past 9 p.m. on the weekend either. Chances are I'm enjoying a quiet evening at home. Believe me, the keg party you're at isn't *the* keg party of a lifetime, and even if it was, again, I'm kinda too old for that kind of shit. This is why I'll be getting a new number soon, and a lot of people won't be getting it. |
Heh, I got a text message from someone last week telling me that I should come to Pig's Eye at 10:43pm. Seriously...Pig's Eye? On a weeknight? I haven't even been there in years and I really don't think I'll be going there anytime in the forseeable future. |
I remember going to Pig's Eye on the occasional Wed. night back in college, but I don't remember ever thinking it was worth inviting someone down. There are no hot chicks there. |
| I wonder if Joe (Resutick) and Mike (Cetolla) are still standing around there every Friday night... |