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Tuesday, August 4, 2009

The No Collar Worker

I told you how my morning started but if you weren't quick you missed out on that slice of life. 

I had to take Kindra to the doctor for a case of butt hurt this morning. I posted the sentence "off to the doctor to check on my butt hurt" on my Facefuck page. I get back home and notice I have a new message from the pastor of the church I semi-belong to; apparently my mom is the only one not networking. Mike, You're sick. I guess that's why we get along so well.  

Since he's not a friend via Facebook he's only privy to selected information. Religious views: The Antichrist By golly I've never been struck by lightning but I can guarantee he's going to pull me aside to ask questions.  

Wrong answer = lightning bolt 

So a long time friend is going to get a job with Kindra in the real estate business. From I.T. to selling homes. He goes to interview with Kindra's boss earlier today. Well he's totally opposite of Mike.... 

Okay. What's that supposed to mean? 

He's a white collar worker and I'm a no collar worker. If it requires a shirt with more than two buttons....fuck that shit.

I'm slaving over a hot stove while I drill my old lady on the differences between my friend and I, according to her boss.
 
-You're just not the professional type. *Well what type am I? 

-You're more like a trucker or sailor. 

*Because I use the "F" word in almost every sentence? 

I may not have a regular job per say but somebody has to keep things real.
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