Something hit me tonight

 I am just getting home from the CCV, and I am in down-hard mode. It is usually this time of day when I start to compute the data of the day findings. I recall my time at work today which was for intensive purposes an OK kind of day I suppose. The newest assistant manager was the opener. Now this guy is basically a fuck-up. He messes up; which in it's own right is OK, but he gets so distraught he literally work himself into a lather. This woman was returning this item that was not right or broken-- I don't know! Anyhow this guy knows we exchange product for product, yet he again starts trying to give her the dollar back. Now usually I don't give a shit. It's a dollar! Who cares? Anyhow it is company policy so no cash refunds. I shot around right quick, because I have had it with his doing things wrong. I politely say no refunds ma'am I am sorry, but we will replace the item with a new one. I bet the only thing that could ever have burned his ass any worse than that would be a 3 foot flame. Oh well its a moot point now. OK enough of the bad shit lets get to the good shit now.  I was at CCV working on algebra. (psssst! algebra sucks). Anyhow where were we? Ah yes algebra! Well I was in the learning center working when all of a sudden the peer tutor who was on duty had mentioned how I have a unique way of writing and speaking. She even had asked another girl who was in our same class last semester something along the lines of "you remember?" Meghan the girls studying said "oh yeah!" Now here I am hearing something others have told me for years. Except these were people who have only known me a short-time, and they were interested in what I had to say. Funny all this time, and all these years I have been kidding myself about being forgettable. It isn't easy for me to accept sometimes because I have let a lot of people pound it into my head that I am a worthless piece of shit not deserving of anything good in my life. I am now remembering the fire I once had to spit in the face of adversity, and with my old/new friends I can shape events around me. OK enough of the good shit lets talk about some funny shit. I have a lot of down time, and when I get a chance I think of a wide-range of things for instance I am a history buff. I had a thought the other day when my friend had ripped a fart that would have ended his marriage had he been married. This was a stout one. The kind of fart that would gag a maggot off a pile of guts. were talking a flock of birds over-head had just died. When was the first fart joke? Who was the first to say "hey pull my finger." Or even picture this. A group of ancient people sitting around a fire in their cave cooking up some mammoth burgers, and someone lets out an S.B.D (silent but deadly). I mean something had to have made them laugh. I know odd right. Well that's me ODD. Well there it is. I have bitched, talked about a revelation, and mentioned a funny. It is a good day to be alive. Now remember kids too be good, but if you can't then at least be good at it so you can have a kick-ass story for later days. Later Gators