Going to be earning a sweet 11 bucks an hour. Not bad not bad at all. Hopefully this job is just simple and nothing dramatic.
Gotta be up early for work tomorrow. Then we see about earning enough to go take FSD classes. CDL classes.
I mean right now it's all about having an out. If for some fucking reason this job doesn't work out, I'll have my FSD and CDL. I can always drive trucks or be a FSD in some high rise apartment building or some shit.
I'll be honest, as much as I like doing the right thing and being a good worker, I have no passion for these kinds of jobs. Granted CBP gets the ball rolling, they won't know what the fuck hit them, I'm going to be the best fucking officer they ever saw. I mean I hung with CBP guys at delta. They are obviously really smart and top of the line people. It's like, I know I have some potential in that regard. It' just been a hell of a trip going along through my early 20s to this point. I don't know which way is up anymore honestly but I keep on trucking none the less. Maybe I'm supposed to.
It's just hard to take this reality of life and make sense of it. Oh one minute I'm watching this weird fucking movie what's eating gilbert grape, then I'm fucking getting broom handled jammed in my ass in BMT or some shit.
I honestly have had it with that kind of shit. Just want to live fucking normal now..,. so let's get that going and not give a damn about the past...
Monday, March 3, 2014
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