The gf and I have decided that San Francisco is the place to be for Spring Break...
Well it was mostly my tell/asking if she'd like to go. Because I'm going. Period.
I have this weird impulse that doesn't let me stay in one place for too long. I'm really trying to make it work here until I graduate (I really can't afford to keep transferring) so impromptu vacations are key... The only drawback is: I'm not bringing home the bacon the way I used to.. Which means I have to plan in advance for things like a grown-up... Which means I have to pretend to be grown up for once, tuck my bottom lip in, and break out the budget book.
I also have to break out the resumes and get a grown-up job again. It's cool to be in a college town and take on college student-like work... But in the end, I'm high maintenance. And I can't stomach less than forty hours a week-- I just don't understand how it works. I also don't really understand the whole clocking in and out system, so there have been plenty of times where Amy has had to go back and edit things.
I ramble.
But seriously, I'm hitting the town as soon as this next week is over; I'm working literally ALL day everyday with absolutely nothing to show for it besides bad knees and a new hatred for all things retail. I'm also hitting up the spa, getting a facial consultation and a really, really well-deserved massage and shooting the receptionist in the finger so that I can take their job.
Some things I miss:
Having the money to say "Mommy, please pick me up in about a week. I'm going on vaca"
Doing absolutely nothing at my job and making bank
Listening to Mike punish his clients
Having lunch with Sam-e-Poo and talking about her latest boyfriend adventures
I miss DC. I miss the feeling of having history and future all around me at the same time. I miss walking down the streets and knowing that every inch of it belongs to me and everyone around me. I miss randomly walking into awkward situations, like being a city tour guide for Pakistani hotel guests who just want to have a good time.
I miss it. All of it. And this place is absolutely nothing like it.
So if I'm going to survive here, I think I'm gonna have to get away sometimes.
But I'll always be back, because despite my complaints, there are some things that happen here. And they're pretty rad.
Ain't That America XXVIII
19 hours ago




I worked retail for 3 months and then had to quit because if I didn't most of the people I worked with would now be dead...choked to death with cheap scarfs and college sweatshirts.
ReplyDeletehaha I think I'm just not going to last that long.
ReplyDeleteRetail is definitely not for people who value their life