The Crippled CSM
Sorry so sporadic...
Well Ladies and Gentlequeers I know it's been a li'l while since I've posted ont his durn thing. But I have an excuse from my doctor! Saturday night I slipped on somebody's spilled martini on the dancefloor at this -seemingly fabulous - bar. I fell into sidesplits and my knee-cap was on the back of my leg. The bar was so crowded and loud that nobody could hear me screaming. Although, I did get a standing ovation from two faghags that thought I'd meant to fall into the splits. (but, nobody helped me up) The bartenders seemed fairly unconcerned with my injury and in fact, they didn't even hold the door open for the poor crippled fag on his way out and to the ER. So I spent almost as much time at the hospital as I had at the bar and now I'm on crutches with this big velcro thing on my leg. They call it an imobilizer (doesn't that sound like a "startrek" weapon?). So, since the computer is upstairs and I'm stuck downstairs this week I haven't had the chance to type atcha lately. But I'll make up for it! Currently I'm posting from work, which would normally be a big no-no, but I'm here by my lonesome and It's a slow morning here because it's a holiday week. People in the ghetto go ALL OUT for the holiday's lemme tell ya! They will spend their whole tax refund no chocolate bunnies and eggs and airbrushed paintings of black Jesus's with eyes that follow you around the room (a bit creepy?). They have no cash left to pay their bills... so NEXT WEEK should be fun for me.... everyone's trying to pay their bills late and bitching because their service is off. For some reason, it seems like less effort to come whine to me after the fact than to just call customer service and ask for an extension BEFORE they're disconnected. For those of you that don't know this.... I manage a little payment center for cell phone bills in da hood here in Buffalo, NY. We are in business because nobody in this enighborhood has a checking account or a decent credit history. They have to pay cash for EVERYTHING and most cellular companies prefer taking paymetns by check, credit, debit, etc. Needless to say, I deal with some really interesting characters on a daily basis. Everything from pimps and their crackwhores to thugs and their arm jewelry (dey hoes). So, this week I'm the crippled white boy behind the bullet-proof glass praying I don't get mugged ont eh way to the bus stop. WISH ME LUCK! Type atcha lata!
Ciao4Now
ttfn
and bye
Well Ladies and Gentlequeers I know it's been a li'l while since I've posted ont his durn thing. But I have an excuse from my doctor! Saturday night I slipped on somebody's spilled martini on the dancefloor at this -seemingly fabulous - bar. I fell into sidesplits and my knee-cap was on the back of my leg. The bar was so crowded and loud that nobody could hear me screaming. Although, I did get a standing ovation from two faghags that thought I'd meant to fall into the splits. (but, nobody helped me up) The bartenders seemed fairly unconcerned with my injury and in fact, they didn't even hold the door open for the poor crippled fag on his way out and to the ER. So I spent almost as much time at the hospital as I had at the bar and now I'm on crutches with this big velcro thing on my leg. They call it an imobilizer (doesn't that sound like a "startrek" weapon?). So, since the computer is upstairs and I'm stuck downstairs this week I haven't had the chance to type atcha lately. But I'll make up for it! Currently I'm posting from work, which would normally be a big no-no, but I'm here by my lonesome and It's a slow morning here because it's a holiday week. People in the ghetto go ALL OUT for the holiday's lemme tell ya! They will spend their whole tax refund no chocolate bunnies and eggs and airbrushed paintings of black Jesus's with eyes that follow you around the room (a bit creepy?). They have no cash left to pay their bills... so NEXT WEEK should be fun for me.... everyone's trying to pay their bills late and bitching because their service is off. For some reason, it seems like less effort to come whine to me after the fact than to just call customer service and ask for an extension BEFORE they're disconnected. For those of you that don't know this.... I manage a little payment center for cell phone bills in da hood here in Buffalo, NY. We are in business because nobody in this enighborhood has a checking account or a decent credit history. They have to pay cash for EVERYTHING and most cellular companies prefer taking paymetns by check, credit, debit, etc. Needless to say, I deal with some really interesting characters on a daily basis. Everything from pimps and their crackwhores to thugs and their arm jewelry (dey hoes). So, this week I'm the crippled white boy behind the bullet-proof glass praying I don't get mugged ont eh way to the bus stop. WISH ME LUCK! Type atcha lata!
Ciao4Now
ttfn
and bye
posted by badchippo | 08:49
3 Comments:
Get well at once!
which one do you work at? I go to the one on baley near kens, to cash paychecks. I may have seen you or something.
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