Hot Dog!

Man, have you ever eaten the Guacamole Six-Dollar Burger from Carl's Jr.? That shit is awesome. I bought a plunger today for work and home. I can't believe that at two places I frequent most the toilet got clogged and both had ineffective plungers. Ridiculous.

By the way I hate Home Depot. They're always busy, and stuff is hard to find and they are way too understaffed for the amount of traffic that flows through there. Personally I don't like asking employees for help, because I can usually find what it is I'm looking for, but at Home Depot I can never find it and it's hard to locate an employee that's free.

I had trouble finding the plunger today and the closest employee I found was in the paint department, mixing paint. I didn't want to ask him, because I know it's not in that department, but I did anyway and he said, "Have you checked the plumbing department?" No, Asshole. I never would've thought to check the plumbing department in the three aisles I just walked by to get to you, underneath the huge "PLUMBING" sign. Though I don't blame him, because people probably do that all the time.

I had to return some movies last night and this guy in an arm-sling was chilling on the steps. I rode my bike and got off by him to drop the movies in the drop box and he asked me for spare change (seriously). I did, and he told me about how he got hit by a car the other day and broke his shoulder, hence the arm in the sling. He told me three times during his conversation with me that he saw bicyclists earlier in the day wearing helmets and he thought that maybe he should go back home to get his helmet but didn't. Little did he know that later that day he would get hit by a car.

Yes, he did mention that a helmet wouldn't have helped him in that situation but blah, blah, blah.... Point is, saying, "Thank you," was suffice enough than to listen to that bullshit story about him being a bike rider too. There might be a slight chance that he was telling the truth but the chances of riding my bike to the video store only to end up bumping into a bike-riding homeless dude is about as likely as me seriously and totally straight-faced helping out at a Special Olympics event.

I get my first real paycheck tomorrow.