My bus route from Capitol Hill to the University District is always filled with colorful characters. Yesterday one gentleman treated us to a fairly standard monologue for the whole length of the trip:
"I know who George Bush is. He's an imposter, a piece of shit garbage can man. He's a fucking idiot. You know what? I got bad news for you. You're young. You got to live here a long, long time. George Bush has got a fight on his hands. I'd go fight him myself, but I'm a Jewish prick. I'm from a different country," etc. etc.
Then just before my stop, we pulled up to a red light and there was a pause. The guy said,
"I'll tell you this much. Who's the cuter baby--Angelina Jolie, or Paris Hilton?"
Everyone on the bus laughed, but I think we all knew that was the real question.
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In response to Lisa: For the most part, the folks that help you check out your books and do the shelving are not librarians, so you don't need an advanced degree (or I think usually even a BA) for those jobs. They're pretty good jobs, though, with good benefits, so at least here in Seattle they're fairly competitive.
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