Unemployment sucks ass (or why reality shows suck)
Current mood: angry
OK so I am not selling cars anymore, and that in and of itself is a very good thing. I hate selling cars, with the passion that most people reserve for child molesters or rapist and the like. So needless to say not selling cars anymore is a weight lifted off of my shoulders. The only downside is I am now unemployed. And as the title of this entry states :that sucks ass. its not the lack of money that gets me down so much. its just the lack of having anything to do all day. I mean don't get me wrong its fun for the first few days. But I can only sit on my but for so long watching Ernest Goes to Camp for so long. (and kudos if any one catches the weird Al refernce there. 10 points if you can name the song also.) but so far my days all consist of sitting in this chair here, eating a few hot dogs (which I fucking hate, but it is all I can afford) Then I watch TV, something I have not done in years, But the watching only last until I realize that sometime during my absence from tvland sitcoms died and was replaced by something refered to as reality. Now I do not know if this is reality to you, but I know for damn sure that if I was ever stuck on an island with those retards most of them would not be making it off alive. And I have never had 12 women vie for my hand in marriage for a show. And if I did I would pick the one that was best in bed, because I already know if they had anything else to offer they would not need to be on a goddamn TV show to find a man. And the pathetic loser they get for that show also bugs me. I know already that if you need to go on TV to get married you are a loser or failing that to retarded to pick up a woman anyplace else. I do have an idea for a good reality show though, one that I would like to see. I want to take all those assholes that killed the sitcoms I loved and helped the genre of television survive for 50 odd years. I want to round up every last one of those soulless heartless sons of bitches and take them out behind the studios they work for and film a reality show I like to call how much can they take before they break. In this show we will chop them up into little pieces, the one who lasts the longest gets shot right there, the losers get shot also. (I am a very fair person). or if you are not a fan of torture we can just call the show Real Texas Justice and string them all from the nearest tree. All I got to say for that Idea is that I have plenty of rope here with me, and all I need is a tree and a camera. Well that is enough for now I suppose. I will continue about why not having a job sucks at some other point
