High School Dreams

I'm 24 (going to be 25 in May)...I graduated high school almost 7 years ago. Damn! Where'd that time go? *Shudders* I Can’t imagine how it'll feel in 20 years.

I've had two dreams in the last month that I was back in high school. Both dreams were fairly similar too. It's always the first day and I'm always 2 or 3 classes late. The high school hardly looks like the one I went to either. I can never find the head office to go sign in and get my schedule (because, hell, if I'm there, I might as well know where I'm going). I'm also wandering the halls, talking to people, not in class, getting lost, running errands for work at the same time, driving my car around a lot... All kinds of things are going on while I'm at school. Hell, I even have time to take a smoke break in my quest to get to class. In the most current one I actually made it to my gym class only to get into a verbal argument with the teacher that resulted in nothing more than me walking off to watch these crazy toys/animals playing in the playground. It was strange.

High School Dreams...

I'm 24 (going to be 25 in May)...I graduated high school almost 7 years ago. Damn! Where'd that time go? *Shudders* I Can’t imagine how it'll feel in 20 years.

I've had two dreams in the last month that I was back in high school. Both dreams were fairly similar too. It's always the first day and I'm always 2 or 3 classes late. The high school hardly looks like the one I went to either. I can never find the head office to go sign in and get my schedule (because, hell, if I'm there, I might as well know where I'm going). I'm also wandering the halls, talking to people, not in class, getting lost, running errands for work at the same time, driving my car around a lot... All kinds of things are going on while I'm at school. Hell, I even have time to take a smoke break in my quest to get to class. In the most current one I actually made it to my gym class only to get into a verbal argument with the teacher that resulted in nothing more than me walking off to watch these crazy toys/animals playing in the playground. It was strange.

Funny work story.

So there is this customer where I work. He goes by the name of Goat.(even though his real name is something like Corey.)

So anyways, a few months ago he calls up and orders a cd but he says his name is Jobe. We end up finding out Jobe is really Goat and that he's going by the name of Jobe now. So we'll call him up when his special orders come in and we'll be like, "is Jobe there?" And I swear just about every time the person who answers the phone will be like, "You have the wrong number" and they'll hang up. And everytime within minutes we'll get a return call saying like, "Hey this is Jobe. Something came in for me?" So the other day I call his number and get the same thing. He calls back maybe 20 minutes later and he's like, "Hey this is Goat, did something come in for me?" So I ask him, "So you aren't going by Jobe anymore?" He responds "No, my name is Goat." What the fuck? Does this dude have multiple personalities or something?

So today he comes in with his mother and father to pick up his cds. His mom starts talking, "Hey, why is it every time you call you ask for Jobe or Joe or whatever." So I say, "that's the name he gave us." They look kinda annoyed and leave.


About an hour later I get a call from the other Coop(the name of the place I work) across the river. It's my buddy Bruce, who's the manager over there, "Hey, you have a run in with Goat and his family?" I say something ,like, "Not really, they were just in here. why?" He says, "Well, they were just in here and didn't have kind words about you." I laugh and ask what they said about me, "Well they called stuff like asshole and dick."

Silly people.

No clue why I started this blogger

Nothing particulary interesting to say for the last few weeks. Guess I could start making stuff up...