know what bothers me? when i ask someone to sign something and they say something about putting their “john henry” on it. seriously. john henry was a steel drivin’ man, get it straight, you fuckwits. i cringe all the time on that. it happens at least once a day, and i want to stab stab stab everyone that says it. maybe i should start leaving my pocketknife at home…
know what else bothers me? (in my apparent post of nothing but bitching) pretty much everyone. it seems that lately, all of my store customers share a distinct aura. they are all talking the same, buying the same, and even looking the same. its driving me crazy.
everywhere i look? yeah, this guy:

i cant even leave my house anymore without running into thousands of Larry the Cable Guy clones. and all of them dead set on making my state beautiful and well-learned. ‘Machismo’ and i were out bill paying/grocery shopping earlier today. i saw a chevy caprice raised with monster truck wheels. dead serious. if that wasnt enough? later on, on the other side of town, i saw a ford aerostar the EXACT SAME WAY. the monster truck craze has infested Oklahoma. go figure. it’s a shame when you think things like “man, i should move somewhere classy…like alabama.”
i wished a customer a good rest-of-the-day, and he told me that he loved me too. it almost flustered me for a few minutes. more likely an uninterested response from him, rather than the declaration of his love for me. makes me wonder how his romance life is at home with the wife…
work is a constant source of stress lately. im continuously left with an insane workload and no relief of it. i am starting to get the weekends off, so thats about the only bonus for me right now. said weekends are Loopy-Centric anymore, and thats my only bit of comfort.
if anyone has any suggestions on how to relax, im more than willing to listen.
