i love dead end crappy jobs
i really do
maybe not so much while i am working them but in the aftermath i appreciate them.
dead end crappy jobs posess the power to observe the nature of humanity more than any other source of employment.
most dead end crappy jobs do not require much thought.
they most definetly do not require alot of ambition and motivition.
so with all that free mental space you can ponder about all the people you come into contact with and how stupid they really are.
my friend abe wrote in his diary about the question "do you work here?"
that is the one of the most assinine questions in the world.
no, i just like hanging out in the wal-mart sporting good's section wearing a uniform and nametag, its totally hip.
its exactly that kind of daft behaviour that i love about humans.
it makes you feel like your in a movie.
because some of these people cant actually be that stupid.
it has to be a script, it has to be fake.
but its not, and thats what it makes it so cool.
i think the next time someone asks me if milkshakes are served cold i am going to give them a huge hug.
2:59 p.m. - 2003-10-01
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