my heart will bleed for you as i don my navy shirt and khaki pants and do my best to console people that want to buy pencil sharpeners or pencil top erasers, things we've been out of for days now.
today is also an anniversary of sorts. two years ago found me flashing my wares on the city street, and working at a very different officemax. (note that it was the second or third pair of pants i had done this to, though not to this degree, in less than two weeks.) it's funny to read back on those posts and remember how MISERABLE i was then, living with my mother, working two jobs, and how... RUDE.. everyone was at omx to me when i first started working there. i remember how i even got off of work one night and went next door to michaels to beg for full time so that i could ditch officemax, i hated it so much.
funny how only a few months later, it switched completely. i cracked a joke during a meeting, a harmless joke, and was lectured for FIVE MINUTES about it by the manager that has no sense of humor. i turned in my two weeks that same morning, going to officemax for my evening shift and letting them know i was available for full time.
and now i'm... what.. wanting to go back? am i INSANE?!? and i have to ask that same manager for my job. freaking FUN. i should hold a festival in honor.
i keep telling myself it's only temporary.
hee hee, every time i hear this song, it always makes me think of The Vacant Stairs and how this was the first song that we ever played in practice together, ever (sans norsican who couldn't make it to the first practice, alas), crowded into stacebass's little desk area, trying to figure out the chords on the piano. (well, they were. i just sang.)
i went for a walk
on a winter's day...