Ok, after writing way too much on robot country's blog under the title, anonymous, I thought I might as well set up shop for myself and post my own useless and unhelpful observations. I think blogs are terribly wonderful or wonderfully terrible. I mean, who really cares about what happened to me on the way to starbucks, except for me. And the thought of me coming home to write about it on the internet is stupid. but here i am. I am hoping maybe this experience will assist my understanding of how I became a thirty-something man-child. i sincerely subscribe to the belief that "Generation X" stands for "x marks the spot of someone who will have fifteen different jobs in their lives." The majority of which will suck in almost every way. I realize this is an over-dramatization and an unfair stereotype. Many of my friends are focused with successful careers. I remember in college I was hired at a shoe store at the mall. I worked there exactly two days. I quit after I had to watch a training video which stated that the average consumer did not realize they needed to purchase athletic socks with their shoes. I mean it said it in a very creepy, assertive way, that made me realize I was not meant to sell shoes.
