my bad

I started working at the night club last weekend and it wasn't as tough as I had expected it to be. My job, as of now, consists me keeping the bars stocked with drinks (mostly beer), and it's pretty easy.

big motha'fuckin' guy: "Hey man, you security?"

me: *looks at the big mothafuckin' guy and looks down at myself* "Do I LOOK like security?"

big motha'fuckin' guy: *laughing* "Hell no!"

But if a fight does break out I have to go to it and try to stop it... yea the fuck right, like I could stop a fight. I'm more likely to cause one.

Oh, and the Decemberists show Friday night was fucking amazing!