Time For More Beer

Time For More Beer

The temp agency. Calling ME for a change. You know, as opposed to me calling them SEVEN FUCKING TIMES A DAY like I've been for a couple weeks now.

I was working by 10AM.

I don't want to say much, because it appears to be short-term and even though they told me I might be able to stay on longer if they like me, I've come not to believe a goddamn thing this agency tells me.

BUT, I hope it lasts. Because it's damn near exactly what I was hoping to get from them. The hours i'm fine with. The money is the best I've ever got from them except for a couple short-term jobs I did for them back when I was married. The job is ridiculously easy, and not too bad of a drive. It's about as good as I am likely to get from these people, so I'm gonna do my damndest to keep it.

Of course, it might end tomorrow for all I know.

Funny job. They deal in women's clothing and cosmetics. I spent the day going through pants, marking a tag in each pair. Supposedly I'm "inspecting" them, but all I really do is open the plastic bag, mark the tag, tape the bag back up and throw it in a box.

So, I spent all day getting in women's pants. Oh, the cosmic motherfuckin' irony.................

Saw a girl there who I worked with at the job I did for a few days back two weeks ago when I first started brinign my stuff down here. We both agreed that this is MUCH better than that job. And hey, she's a cute little thing. I noticed half the black guys talking to her. Yep, me and the brothers got one thing in common - we like them little blonde white girls.

Got my new P.O. box. Without the hassle at one of the other towns of extra paperwork and having to wait 5 days for them to confirm my previous address. These guys were almost 1/3rd of the price, and I was out the door with the keys in ten minutes. Yay!

Due to M's weird schedule with his other band, we're having to cancel our Indianapolis gig in July to make room for the gig we were going to do on the week before in Marion. Sucks for me, because I had a few friends I wanted to come out and see us (including a couple of you fine readers) but the guy in Marion loves us and even took out a newspaper ad for our last gig there where he called us the best band in the county. If they're going to keep going after M and I leave, they need to be on good terms with him. So it's for the best, I was just hoping for that one gig in Indy. They're supposed to be there again in October, after I leave, but if they're still having personnel issues, I might try to make that one too.

I just saw the hottest fuckin' girl I've seen in a week, here in the library. And I'm PRAYING she's legal, because I really don't know and I think I need a shower now. Holy shit, look at that rack..........

Time to head back home, unpack shit. That guy at the Marathon station is gonna be getting real used to me and my two-cans-of-Steel-Reserve -a-night purchase...

Love,

Dougie

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