[i]☼ ○ ▬
I’m a student in an elementary school. It’s understood that
I’m 21 years old, which in waking life would be strange but here in dream world
it is not. I only have three fellow classmates. During P.E. I encourage a game
of wall ball with one of the boys. He’s never played so I show him how to play.
We’re in the gym and there are hoops. With haste I search in the supply room
for a basketball but all the balls on the racks are low on air. I locate the
air pump and the needle. Having trouble attaching the needle to the pump. For
some reason there’s a roll of Sonic stickers stuffed inside the pump. Carefully
I remove it. Our teacher walks in on me.
Considering how all these balls are airless I ask him, “So I
guess nobody really plays basketball around here?”
“No, they don’t,” he replies.
He explains that we need to move on to the classroom to
learn about computers. But before we leave he sneaks up behind me and playfully
touches my private area. It’s uncomfortable. I react with a laughable, “Whoa!”
▬ ○ ☼
Waking up indefinitely at 11 a.m. but something keeps me
trapped here in bed – I just don’t feel like getting up.
Instant Blueberry Oatmeal. Orange Juice.
All day shift at China Wok.
My first leg of orders are nothing but unimpressive. Feeling
the shitty tip sting I yell out loud in the car, “Just another wonderful
fucking day at China Wok!”
Grilled Cheese with Tomato and Hummus. Potato Chip Trio.
Honey Oolong Tea.
It’s officially Delivery Driver Unappreication Day here at
China Wok. Have you stiffed your delivery driver today?
The fact of the matter is in the tipping business
fluctuation is unavoidable. Some days are bad. Some days are good. Some days
are mediocre. And some days are full of Darren-esque rage. Today just happens
to be the latter. But whatever. Redemption is around the corner. The few
generous customers help balance things out with their $7 to $10 tips.
Treating myself to a cup of Coffee from 7-11. I crank up the
volume on the stereo. Feeling angsty and ripe with a newfound energy. Singing
along to Joy Division’s “Digital”
Feel it closing in
Feel it closing in
Day in, day out
Day in, day out
Day in, day out
Day in, day out!
Fried Shrimp with Broccoli, Onions, Carrots, and Rice in
Garlic Sauce.
Off work.
Tweaking things in the house.
Going for run.
Pumpkin Pie.
“why didn’t you permanently take me off the market?”
“I’m not ready to buy just yet. can’t afford the loan.”
Sleep 4 a.m.
[i] Screenshot
of Digital – Joy Division.
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