06 September 2007

Not much to say...

If you have been keeping track I didn't get the job at the ice cream shop. No big deal really, I didn't want to go back to scooping anyway.

I'm listening to Radiohead's "Airbag" at the moment. Every time I hear that song it stirs up a lot of strange imagery for me. Buildings collapsing, planes crashing, shit like that .....forgive my rambling.
I saw a man get hit by a bus the other day, well not the actual impact but the aftermath. I was at work, taking money from people who wanted overpriced coffee and the customer standing in front of me says "Did you see that? That guy just got hit by a bus!" I saw a man lying on the ground, I never got a clear look at his face for all the people standing over him. I know that he wasn't breathing. I didn't think much of it at the time other than "damn, sucks to be him!" Not to say I didn't feel bad for the guy, I did. It was just hard to get all weepy about it seeing as I was at work and this is a big city where shit like that is bound to happen occasionally, I just never thought I would see it with my own eyes. When I got "home" later that day it dawned on me "dude, I watched someone DIE!" Then I went to get a six pack to help me go to sleep.
Oh and how is this for being opportunistic; while everyone else in the cafe' was observing the accident outside our window a thief cleaned out our entire CD rack.


The nerve of some people....