My Bizarrely Random Day

Waking up from my drunken stupor to being hit over the head by 2 still very drunk girls. I run the gauntlet of crazy girls and passed-out bodies out the door.

With my head still pounding I walk 12 blocks to get to work. When I encounter a sketchy-looking dude. Trying to sell, what I thought was weed, out of his backpack. I said, "No thanks. I don't smoke." He said, "Not weed bro. Meat. Like T-bone steaks." I was pretty hungry after a long night. So I said, "Sure. Let's have a look." Sure enough. The man had no less than 20 T-bone Steaks in his backpack.

The only reason I didn't end up walking away with a lump of meat is because that guy thought he was being a real entrepreneur. He thought that each steak was worth $40. So I say that there's no one on God's green earth who would buy that for that much and walk away.

Finally, I make it to work. Today I'm paired up with a guy I'll call Winston. Winston was an older man. Way too old to be working on a Construction site. But for some reason, the boss kept him around.

Another thing to mention about Winston is that he talks like Dr. Seuss writes. Everything he said not only rhymed but had rhythm as well. Which would normally entertain me all day, but I was incredibly hungover, hungry, and dehydrated. And trying to accomplish even the simplest forms of communication with Winston. Took the mental fortitude of a Psychology Professor.

After a long 8 hour day of rhythm and rhyming. The day was finally over. It was getting late when I got to my parents' home. "How was your day," said my Mom. I said, "Not too bad."