Shit!
I'm running late.
It's because last night I stayed out way too late. I went out with BarMan and ThursdayGirl after Cheers closed. I did coke in the bathroom of a bar on 23rd street. I got it from a couple I was talking to. The guy's name was Robert. The girl's name was Mary H. BarMan got drunk. It was so cute. He gets really affectionate when he's drunk.
But I'm late to teach.
And I've gotta go...
-h-
6 comments:
Hyde!!!!!!!!!!!
So what if you are late. There is one thing I don't do anymore, worry if I'm late for work.
I'll get there when I get there, I blame it on something.
Everyone needs to just take there time.
Life is way too short.
What really would happen if you are late?
Nothing. Nothing at all.
They will wait. Or life will go on.
Those are the only two options, so you see, live each moment the way YOU want to. I hate living life by the clock.
No job is going to fire you for being late once, or even twice for that matter.
Hope your day settled down a bit. I know it's Tuesday and they suck for you.
: )
Well Sunshine thats one hell of advice.
Drugs and alcohol great mixture.
Hyde - I want to comment but I don't really know what to say.
Are you sure you want to provide the first and last name of someone you did coke with? What if she Googles herself?
You know, I've had a lot of professors turn up late for class before but I never once imagined it was because they were up late the night before doing coke in a bar bathroom. Now that's going to be my first assumption and it's going to make me smile. A lot.
Don't sweat being late. I know how it feels but so long as you don't make a habit of it no one will judge you for it.
Okay, Dan, you're right-- I'll shorten her name. Oh, and the bar was on 29th street. Just for accuracy's sake.
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