Captain Cooter's blog: "Random Ramblings"

Here's what's going on lately...skip it if you don't care

I've been kicking ass at work. The bosses all rave about me, the customers love me, the other employees love me...and they are trying to force me to accept a promotion or 3. The managers want me to apply for management, which would be cool but...I'll come back to that in a minute.

I got a new apartment with my sister and her best friend...it's decent. Not great, but it'll do. Bad thing is it's a one year lease, so I'm stuck here in Peoria for a year. I'm already wanting out of here, but I'll manage. Who want's to come meet me? ;)

I've got a real life again, finally, after a year of having none. I guess money and entertainment go hand in hand. I keep busy, very busy. I haven't had the net in 2 weeks and I haven't missed it. But...with all the money I have I gotta spend it on something so....I got it turned on. I got cable installed and decided "what the hell? upgrade EVERYTHING!!" So now I have subscription channels I'll never watch, net that is too fast for the computer I use, and a DVR in every room. The roomies were gonna get the cheap package but...I can make the cable bill in a day. I make rent in 2 :p

Which kinda brings me back to the promotion thing again. I don't want it because it'd be a HUGE paycut. It'd be secure earnings but...I kick ass with tips, it's almost guaranteed income for me. My sister bailed me out by letting me come live with her, and now I'm bailing her out by helping her with money. I'm committed to the year here, and management training is 6 weeks, then they put you in whatever store is available. The company I work for (Hometown Buffet) is really good to their employees...I got medical dental vision and life insurance as a part timer. I don't know many other companies that do that. If I get management I get bonuses...one of which is a company vehicle. I want to do it, just not now.

I found my favorite bar, got an old man there who is VERY generous with his pours. My new friends are telling me they can get me good weed, and I'm going to test it out tomorrow night...but it's fucking Illinois. C'mon, they don't know what good stuff is. I miss my weed. I get asked out at least once a week by customers...it's kinda odd to have girls trying to pick me up at work, I haven't had that since I worked at a bowling alley 10 years ago. Some are actually pretty hot...but I'm not looking for that right now, so I come up with some outrageous stories. So far I've used "I'm gay", "I have herpes", "I'm studying to be a priest", "My mother wouldn't approve", "I'm married", "Tip me enough and I'll give you my phone number" (THAT went over well, actually...until I told them I had no phone).

There is more I'm sure, but I'm not thinking of it now. But in short I've been keeping busy, getting back on my feet, and I'm doing REALLY well now. I'm loving life, and living large. I've missed some of you but most of you...not a bit :p