Introverts: Watching the same damn thing in a different room.
Fuck you that was funny when I thought of it.
Here's something you should know about me--I used to work for a restaurant. I won't say which one because I'm not getting sued over it so let's just call it, "LedRobster". LedRobster is not a casual, seafood restaurant previously owned by a massive restaurant corporation. Any who... As a server for this not-seafood restaurant, I came to understand exactly why waiting staff can occasionally be a bit cold. I certainly plan on telling you guys all about it (eventually) but for now I'll just settle on one little noteworthy problem of restaurant work...
The hours are so unpredictable that you never know if you're working two hours with a break or twelve hours without a break. It fucking sucks, and it pissed me off every time without fail how I can work till midnight and be right back in the same place by nine o'clock.
Enough food bitching, I'd like you idiots to take a second and look at the sky. Do you see those weirdly straight, thin streaks of what looks like streamer clouds left behind by jets?
Those are actually what's known as "chem-trails".
Look it up; you might find yourself motivated.
Now remember my fellow American bastards, I'm called Flux, baby! Say my name!
Keep it real. Keep it corrupt. And keep them quiet.
