February 2012
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The Desperate Search (a poem)
Sitting at my teller station, scrollin’ on tumblr and reddit
My head pounds from my hangover, I drank alone I must admit it
Up walks another customer, distraught as can be
“You must help my good sir, I’ve racked up all these damn fees!”
“Let me look at your history; is there anything out of place?”
“No I made all those transactions. This bank is such a disgrace.
You see I’ve been in the hospital...
What I Think Today: 02/07/2012
High Five: While walking through the parking garage at my work, I was worried that I had left my work keys at home. A quick check of the pantaloons proved me wrong as I had remembered my keys. I said aloud, “Awesome job past Ryan!” and gave myself a high-five. After realizing how fucking retarded I looked, I made a quick glance around to see if anybody saw it. 3 people did. And they laughed. And...
