there is a guy at work who is pretty cool.
really.
he likes the same music, plays in a band and also is a writer. he also (drum roll) reads the same genres I do.
we have pretty cool conversations..
he invited me (well all of $work) to see him play at a local bar (of which you have to be 21 to get into and of which i’m one of the few over 21).
his major is journalism and creative writing.
guess how old he is.
JUST GUESS.
2 motherfucking 1.
21.
You know, what I was a DECADE ago.
YOU TAUNT ME $DIETY YOU DO!
Tomorrow we are having a ‘mandatory’ work meeting.
I’m making him a mixed cd.
Don’t even go there, cos it’s not like that.
He’s 21! for fucksake!
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