Monday, April 13, 2009
Happy 21st to me! Nothing special.
Work has been kinda blah. I am not making any money on dayshift. It is just too slow and I already want to go back to Graveyard. But Everyone says to just wait it out a little bit. I guess you could say that Graveyard can be the same. But thing is, on Graveyard, my players were a little more generous, and smarter. All I can do is sigh and hope for the better.
I lied to my co-workers about my plans for my 21st birthday. It is the year that I can legally drink alcohol and my coworkers were all over that for two weeks already. They even asked what I was doing at midnight just so they can take me to a bar. But I weaseled my way out and said that I was leaving for Vegas as soon as I got out of work and staying there until Thursday. I think that was a good call. Mainly because I do not want to drink with them. They take things back to work and that is never a good thing. And not to mention I don't really know them, and although I get along with them pretty well and I click like Legos ( keep that thought G-rated please) with them I just can't take that risk.
But one risk that I am going to take is going to the club with Channa on Thursday. I don't know why I said yes. Oh wait, she offered to pay for food and drinks. I don't want the drinks, I want the free food. I am honestly not too thrilled about the club part. I have been in clubs before but I really didn't do any dancing or anything because I was not into the crowd. It was too rowdy, and everyone was gross and sweaty and having dry sex. And dress code wasn't an issue at those dirty clubs.
For one thing, I don't know what to wear. I don't have clothes for that kind of occasion. I either have nice formal clothes, or the clothes that I wear every day, which are not clubbing material. And I really don't feel like shopping for clothes just for that occasion. It's dumb.
Another thing is, I don't know if I can dance or not. I know I shouldn't be ashamed because we can all shake it if we tried, but I don't know if I look silly or not. I mean, I would look in the mirror and dance, but gosh, I'm not that crazy. Channa and Jimmy told me that I can dance but um, I am self conscious still.
I don't know why I am wasting my brain/finger/eyesight/breath on this thought. I don't even care (Yes I do). I think My main concern is just my comfort zone. I am worried about getting all hot while people are grinding their drunk butt on me. And then the music might be too loud for me, and not to mention music I don't like. Gosh, I sound so annoying right now.
This is where people start saying things like "loosen up" or " it's time to break out of your shell" or " You suck". But if you don't like something, there really isn't a shell to break because you aren't hiding in anything to break from. You straight up don't like it. I guess this is where I go "suck a banana".
I'll have fun.
I think I might be making a new buddy at work. His name is John and we get a long really well. He is a music major at Fresno City and we have a lot of the same interests. And the cool thing about him is that he eats a lot for a skinny guy and he is always offering me food. He kind of looks like John Lennon. But younger. Too bad we only talk during breaks though. I think he would be cool to hang out with. We talked about how we really don't go out because we can't really afford it. And the fact that going out with the coworkers is plain bad for your health due to excessive alcohol consumption on a daily basis.
One thing boggles my mind about drinking alcohol, what do people enjoy out of it? You get all hot, you can't control your body, you get dizzy and the next morning you feel like crap. You could do all that sober without the side effects, and you remember everything better. I think it's sad how people have to get so drunk just to have fun. It's a depressing fact. I don't think drunk people are very fun to talk to either.
I wonder what surprises await me for today. I wonder if any relatives will give me a twenty dollar bill today or something. I doubt it. They think I don't need money anymore since I am a working man. Boo hoo.
Okay, I am going to sleep now. I drank something with caffeine and I don't know what it was.
It's my birthday and I am going to sleep in if I want to!
Work has been kinda blah. I am not making any money on dayshift. It is just too slow and I already want to go back to Graveyard. But Everyone says to just wait it out a little bit. I guess you could say that Graveyard can be the same. But thing is, on Graveyard, my players were a little more generous, and smarter. All I can do is sigh and hope for the better.
I lied to my co-workers about my plans for my 21st birthday. It is the year that I can legally drink alcohol and my coworkers were all over that for two weeks already. They even asked what I was doing at midnight just so they can take me to a bar. But I weaseled my way out and said that I was leaving for Vegas as soon as I got out of work and staying there until Thursday. I think that was a good call. Mainly because I do not want to drink with them. They take things back to work and that is never a good thing. And not to mention I don't really know them, and although I get along with them pretty well and I click like Legos ( keep that thought G-rated please) with them I just can't take that risk.
But one risk that I am going to take is going to the club with Channa on Thursday. I don't know why I said yes. Oh wait, she offered to pay for food and drinks. I don't want the drinks, I want the free food. I am honestly not too thrilled about the club part. I have been in clubs before but I really didn't do any dancing or anything because I was not into the crowd. It was too rowdy, and everyone was gross and sweaty and having dry sex. And dress code wasn't an issue at those dirty clubs.
For one thing, I don't know what to wear. I don't have clothes for that kind of occasion. I either have nice formal clothes, or the clothes that I wear every day, which are not clubbing material. And I really don't feel like shopping for clothes just for that occasion. It's dumb.
Another thing is, I don't know if I can dance or not. I know I shouldn't be ashamed because we can all shake it if we tried, but I don't know if I look silly or not. I mean, I would look in the mirror and dance, but gosh, I'm not that crazy. Channa and Jimmy told me that I can dance but um, I am self conscious still.
I don't know why I am wasting my brain/finger/eyesight/breath on this thought. I don't even care (Yes I do). I think My main concern is just my comfort zone. I am worried about getting all hot while people are grinding their drunk butt on me. And then the music might be too loud for me, and not to mention music I don't like. Gosh, I sound so annoying right now.
This is where people start saying things like "loosen up" or " it's time to break out of your shell" or " You suck". But if you don't like something, there really isn't a shell to break because you aren't hiding in anything to break from. You straight up don't like it. I guess this is where I go "suck a banana".
I'll have fun.
I think I might be making a new buddy at work. His name is John and we get a long really well. He is a music major at Fresno City and we have a lot of the same interests. And the cool thing about him is that he eats a lot for a skinny guy and he is always offering me food. He kind of looks like John Lennon. But younger. Too bad we only talk during breaks though. I think he would be cool to hang out with. We talked about how we really don't go out because we can't really afford it. And the fact that going out with the coworkers is plain bad for your health due to excessive alcohol consumption on a daily basis.
One thing boggles my mind about drinking alcohol, what do people enjoy out of it? You get all hot, you can't control your body, you get dizzy and the next morning you feel like crap. You could do all that sober without the side effects, and you remember everything better. I think it's sad how people have to get so drunk just to have fun. It's a depressing fact. I don't think drunk people are very fun to talk to either.
I wonder what surprises await me for today. I wonder if any relatives will give me a twenty dollar bill today or something. I doubt it. They think I don't need money anymore since I am a working man. Boo hoo.
Okay, I am going to sleep now. I drank something with caffeine and I don't know what it was.
It's my birthday and I am going to sleep in if I want to!
Happy 21st!
Clubs, trying never hurts... if you are cautious and don't overdrink lol. I like your train of thought before going, it's very planned and organized. Clothes, dancing, anticipating the possible atmosphere of the club (try googling the club for pictures), and gauging your comfort level. Don't stress out about it, ultimately, it's like a dance and if all else fails, free food! Hahaha, the places I would go if I were offered free food.
Ohh... alcohol. It does make people do things that are out of character at times.
Good luck and hope you have fun!
I hope you end up enjoying yourself, and happy 21st! Dark clothing usually works, unless there are lots of "black" (UV) lights; make sure you de-lint before entering the club, and don't make the mistake of wearing light underclothing under shear dark clothing.
Sounds like you have a healthy aversion to alcohol, so just keep track of your drinks and you should be fine. Again, happy birthday!