My job sucks.
I’ll be honest, I didn’t know drinks had calories in them. It sucks that you have to deal with crappy customers, though. The ones Blaine and I have are pretty cool. I mean, they’re mostly old and tell a lot of stories, but they’re cool stories about wars and college and stuff. I guess drinking on the job could count as quality testing? Or something.
They're not all bad, they're just like me and my parents, and so thus I don't deal well with being on the opposite and may I add wrong side of the bar. Sounds fun, though I don't envy you, I can barely lift a stack of clothes never mind a set of golf clubs, I mean christ some sets are probably taller than me. Though I guess its good you like your position, lucky for some.
See I never even though of that! I swear you don't get enough credit for your ungeneric smarts Hudson..damn I should have thought of that.















