I think I may become a drug dealer... because this job hunt is not going so well. Apparently there is a "Nursing shortage" but with this floundering economy we are in the throes of, there are no positions available because older nurses aren't retiring (due to their financial statuses). In addition to that, hospital budgets are tight, and no more positions are being created. FUCK MY GOD DAMNED LIFE.
I think that it would be fitting for me to become some Colombian coke-god, and just disappear into a life of millionaire obscurity.
There are two requirements that I think I meet, if in fact this venture does take place.
1. I can handle simple math with the greatest of ease.
2. I can handle a gun pretty comfortably.
There. Job search done. No struggling for 60,000 a year with benefits. The only thing I have to worry about are competitors trying to murder me. But I think I can bypass this by remaining anonymous. Like wearing a mask to various drug dealz and employing a multitude of doppelgängers.
July 22, 2010
Inception
I saw Inception this past Monday. It was the best mindfuck that I've had in a long time. It's nice to see thought provoking action movies once in a while.
I do have a funny story that goes along with this. It adds to the awkwardness and hilarity that I hope to one day leave as my legacy.
I saw a trailer for Inception on TV at 9:45pm on Monday night, I forgot it had come out this past weekend. I decided that second I was going to go see it that very night if they had a late showing. I looked online and fortunately, they had a 10:15pm showing at West.
A little known fact about me is that I enjoy going to the movies by myself. I don't mind going with other people, but if there is a movie that I want to see on a huge ass screen (and awesome theater quality sound) and nobody else is able or willing to go with me... then by god you betta believe I'm going to go see it by my lonesome.
It's really not as big of a deal as people make it out to be. My main point being if I am going to go to a movie with someone, we are going to be sitting together in the dark, neither looking nor talking to one another (or it's supposed to be like that). So what is the difference if I go by myself or with someone? Plus it's just kind of nice to be alone and without distraction.
WELL, ANYWAY... so I am at the theater, and as I am walking up the steps to a choice seat I have visually picked out near the top, someone in the middle of the seats leans forward and loudly whispers, "Rebeka? Is that you?"
FUCK! My cover is blown. Blown wide open. Like a whore's vagina.
I squint in the dim room and look at the person who is calling my name. It's a girl that I went to high school with (coincidentally, we're also friends on facebook) and some guy. So it's like someone I am familiar with, but I wouldn't say we were friends, you know?
As I am walking up to the spot I have picked out, we make a casual exchange of smalltalk. I sit down and get settled in.
2 minutes later... "Rebeka, are you alone?"
She said it with that tone. The type of tone that someone uses when you tell them your dog died or the accelerator stuck on your Toyota.
"Yes," shaking my head. Thinking Fuck puhlease I just want to be alone and enjoy my movie.
"Do you want to come sit by us?" she asked.
"Sure." and I was then introduced to her boyfriend, by whom I took a seat next to. Awwwwwwwwkwaaaaaaaard. But I actually basked in the awkwardness.
I do have a funny story that goes along with this. It adds to the awkwardness and hilarity that I hope to one day leave as my legacy.
I saw a trailer for Inception on TV at 9:45pm on Monday night, I forgot it had come out this past weekend. I decided that second I was going to go see it that very night if they had a late showing. I looked online and fortunately, they had a 10:15pm showing at West.
A little known fact about me is that I enjoy going to the movies by myself. I don't mind going with other people, but if there is a movie that I want to see on a huge ass screen (and awesome theater quality sound) and nobody else is able or willing to go with me... then by god you betta believe I'm going to go see it by my lonesome.
It's really not as big of a deal as people make it out to be. My main point being if I am going to go to a movie with someone, we are going to be sitting together in the dark, neither looking nor talking to one another (or it's supposed to be like that). So what is the difference if I go by myself or with someone? Plus it's just kind of nice to be alone and without distraction.
WELL, ANYWAY... so I am at the theater, and as I am walking up the steps to a choice seat I have visually picked out near the top, someone in the middle of the seats leans forward and loudly whispers, "Rebeka? Is that you?"
FUCK! My cover is blown. Blown wide open. Like a whore's vagina.
I squint in the dim room and look at the person who is calling my name. It's a girl that I went to high school with (coincidentally, we're also friends on facebook) and some guy. So it's like someone I am familiar with, but I wouldn't say we were friends, you know?
As I am walking up to the spot I have picked out, we make a casual exchange of smalltalk. I sit down and get settled in.
2 minutes later... "Rebeka, are you alone?"
She said it with that tone. The type of tone that someone uses when you tell them your dog died or the accelerator stuck on your Toyota.
"Yes," shaking my head. Thinking Fuck puhlease I just want to be alone and enjoy my movie.
"Do you want to come sit by us?" she asked.
"Sure." and I was then introduced to her boyfriend, by whom I took a seat next to. Awwwwwwwwkwaaaaaaaard. But I actually basked in the awkwardness.
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