May 29th, 2006
The Memorial Weekend Story:By Samantha
If I had to sum up the weekend in one word: WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
One of my life goals is to write a book. I think chapter one will start NOW! I can’t think of a better time to start documenting my memoirs…that and if I wait till I’m old I may not remember.
Once upon a Memorial Weekend in the year 2006 somewhere on the West coast of Florida a legend was born.
Preface: Call it a stroke of bad luck or maybe some obstacles thrown my way to teach me patience…i dunnnnnnnnnnnnnno. But last week was like “tangible crap breaks all at once” week. It all started when my 2 month old Palm Treo 650 aka “the worst phone I have owned yet” lost its mind. Like every 30 seconds it would and STILL does try to connect to the WEB. It’s annoying and the process to cancel the web attempt is redundantly ridiculous. Now it just shuts down whenever it wants…all the time…like it’s tired. Who knows how many clients calls I missed because of this shit…This is the crappy “your warranty expired” replacement phone that my phone company formerly known as AT&T sent me to replace the 2 defective Blackberry’s I had. Anyways…then the air conditioner at the house goes…then my head light…then there’s the crack on my windshield.
I’m done venting… sorry about that.
So last weekend for some really dumb reason I decided to get a JOB…at a local bar bartending. HAHAHA…What a joke. I drop the app off Friday and they said I’ll call u next week…well, they called me Saturday at like 1:00pm wanting me to come in cause they fired someone. Without any thought I said yes…I can use some xtra cash…it may be a great oppurtunity to do some local networking….see some people I went to school with and plus the bar didn’t have a website…The King opposed my decision…but went with it. Overwhelmed with excitement, I grab my Palm Terdo and called everyone of my contacts within a 25 mile radius. Success!! It was like I was throwing a party…except everyone pays for their own shit…
(wow..i got Snow playing on the headphones-informer) Gotta love itunes.
Then Saturday starts…McGuyver calls…he has a hot date/graduation party and needs us to entertain a motocross friend for a few hours. We will call the guest “Jamie”(names may be changed to protect identity). Jamie whom just stepped off an airplane from upstate New York gets to chill with us for a bit…awesome! Wait…I have to go to work tonitgh…..damn @#$%…not fair. It’s ok…they can come see me at my work.(that’s another story)
Reality is setting in…I HAVE TO GO TO WORK…I HAVEN’T WORKED(for someone else) FOR 2 YEAR…WHAT SHOULD I WEAR??? Imma gonna needa NEW PAIR SHOES…I needed some advice and quick…So I called my girl Jennifer…my bestest friend and my image consultant.
In conclusion, I worked an entire ~2 hours and it felt like forever. Thankfully, I was wisked away in the Big White Truck. It was a happy ending, and even more so, an even funnier story if you actually know me.
Why did I leave after 2 hours? Ask me if you see…I’ll give u a hint - I was tired of looking at ugly, miserable people. That’s putting it nicely
Hope you enjoyed the writing…
Chapter 1 will be coming soon to a computer near you! See PREVIEW
Oh yeah…I forgot to mention my latest handicap, my left shift key and nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn key popped off my laptop and wont stay onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
Gotta Go…Signing off listening to “Hurt” by Johnny Cash<>
Reminder to self: Tell story of how I got the nick name 
etc.
Clint and Clyde…Thanks…for inspiring me to write like i talk and think.
