Monday, September 17, 2007
Easy Like Sunday Morning
So I woke up really late on Sunday, I didn't do shit all weekend. Seriously the only thing I accomplished was I beat the video game, Destroy All Humans, which was fun. Sunday I got up around noon, my neighbor stopped by and we were sitting around bullshitting and laughing when I get a call from a number I don't recognize. They immediately ask if I went to church that morning. I laugh fairly loudly and say no, I assume at this point its a friend making a little joke. The voice asks if I'll be attending mass later to make up for it and I laughed again. Now I was in a laughing mood prior to this little joke so I could hardly contain myself I was laughing so hard at this point because my friend was pulling this off completely dead-pan. I mean they sounded legit, I mean they almost sounded like... oh crap, my boss. I had told my boss that I would help him move some stuff being as I'm a guy with a truck and I need the money. He wasn't sure what time would work so I told him to call, then forgot about it. So now I was in an awkward spot as I realized I had just laughed quite vigorously at my boss for suggesting I go to church. But I wasn't sure how he would react. Well I got over there a few hours later and he made some similar jokes, asking if I needed to be saved, to which his lady friend lightened the air by saying she didn't want to be saved either. This was another moment when I felt like I should probably just get it over with and say I'm an atheist. My boss is an amazing guy, really easy going but I know that within the older generations that word holds some very negative connotations. So I didn't I buckled again. Admittedly I never once claimed to be religious in any way, just never stated the truth. Oh and this isn't like my supervisor, this is the director of the agency, who holds a Ph.D. The good news was I made decent money for about an hours worth of work, unfortunately in that hour I missed a phone call/ text telling me that the Dropkick Murphys and Horror Pops were playing an hour from my house that night. Motherfucker. they were right here and I missed them. fuck fuck fuckidy fuck fuck fuck. Thats life.