ahh, live to work

after a long two days of economics, work, and preparing for my parents' arrival, im mostly caught up. this was just a really quick random thought i needed to think about...and it involves the job. being a bar, there is quite a bit of college angst circulating. we also have a bad habit of making really stupid decisions. usually these stupid decisions leave another coworker in tears. but it has been a tight knit family since we started. i suppose we all care about each other in some way. but unfortunately, we have downfalls. these downfalls are a problem for me..because i've always heard this junk about "we're the future .. blah blah blah..", and if this group of people is a representation of the future...im afraid. we have some issues damnit. sometimes i think i wasn't properly informed about adult hood, but i don't believe we can blame the parents. our parents softer version of the truth was their way of protecting us. i understand this. and at some point we must all take responsibility for just being stupid. however, mom and dad, there was some pretty simple stuff you could have told me and it wouldn't have tarnished my idea of growing up. i can't count the number of things i have learned in the past few years that would have been nice to know earlier. i wasn't taught how to change a tire, cook a chicken, get out of jury duty, how to be my own damn nurse when im sick, how to decorate my front yard for halloween...nothing. I didn't know you had to mow the grass in your alley. I wish I was given a course in avoiding the jehovah's witness bicyclers. the list goes on and on, but these are things i can think of right off the top that have affected me recently. now this isnt meant to whine exactly, i sort of hope it helps me feel like im not the only one that feels deceived slightly. this was quite a rant, and probably not "interesting content" to anyone but me, but i had to get it off my chest. geezus. anywho, next few things up for discussion will be a pretty interesting idea about jobs, some employee appreciation (spoiler alert: tongue lashings), and my fear for us all (irrational fear).
That's the magic, damnit.

CONGRATULATIONS...

The congrats are for myself actually. My blog is in day 2 and I am posting again. Most may not consider that a big feat, but I am a college student, so dedicating myself to something more than once tends to be reason for a celebration. (...just realized maybe being a college student just makes me look for reasons to have a celebration). But I digress. Another announcement before we get things rolling here..I am not up at this time regularly (praise gee-zus) even though my posts seem to indicate otherwise. My job (if you can call it that) is swiftly ruining my sleep schedule. The hypochondriac in me thinks it's a pretty serious problem actually. So...now that the pleasantries are out of the way, let's get started shall we? (stick around, it's gonna be a good show)

WORK. My place of work specifically. A sports bar and I bartend. Ps, I hate sports and I only drink Miller Lite. I also have cleaning OCD which sounds wonderful but isn't when I throw away someone's beer because I think they're done and rushed to clean the table. Obviously, I'm about as qualified for my job as Obama is for his, but that's a topic for a later (never) date. Anyhow, I wanna discuss 2 things about my job. The first item up will be my feelings towards my job. Yes that sounds lame but keep reading, I promise it's a pertinent topic. The other thing I have on the agenda is a  little breakdown about the coworkers. This is where things are gonna start to get a little awkward, so prepare yourself. Although I certainly have no desire to alienate anyone I work with, some individuals need a little help to get their life cleaned up. I am no one's guardian angel and I don't think I have any business guiding anyone, but I think maybe some good ol' rationale might help explain to them exactly why things are the way they are for them.

...I swear on my next spray tan I wasn't planning on ending it here as a cliffhanger, so you'll have to come back for the rest. It's just...well..I'm really tired, I have homework due tomorrow..and if I'm not going to stay up this late to read about macroeconomics like I should be, I damn sure shouldn't be on the internet jacking around. If I don't close my mac now, I'll be Facebook creeping before I know it. You know exactly what I'm talking about too; we've all done it so I don't want to hear it. So, same place different time tomorrow right? Deal.

Every time I hear Nancy Grace end her show with that awful sign off, I want to punch her. I will not do anything like that ever. Capish?

This is what happened..

Over the course of the last few months, a handful of unrelated events have been leading up to this blog idea. I am against cliches. Unfortunately, this seems to be the only way to explain what's happening. Apparently I'm growing up. The silly thing is... I thought when I turned 18 I was considered mature. I was duped. Here I am at 24 years old, becoming a woman (allegedly). So, long story short, a blog was my only logical option for dealing with adulthood anxiety. This could go a handful of different ways. Im hoping for fireworks, but it could be a flop.

I also want to note that I have not yet established a purpose for my blog. I don't want to enlighten anyone or rant about stuff or review movies. I'm not looking for 15 minutes. I just think there's a few things we should address..because if we're actually supposed to be "the future", we should probably start getting our shit together.