Flashback: 2006
17 year old Megan starting her first job... At the local pretzel stand. Suddenly I find myself immersed in this new culture of old people chillaxing over doughy goodness and little kids screaming over ice cream and middle aged people screaming about the edibility of their pretzel. I was in culture shock. Soon I found my place though. Made a friend, who I'm still friends with to this day and you'll probably here a lot about, also made a bunch of enemies.
Current day 2013:
Pretzel stand goes out of business.
People's reactions: OMGz is it gone??? FOREVER??? No dipshit they went on vacation and took all of their equipment with them. The oven needed a trip to the Bahamas... Ugh people.
Another thing I hate is how I'm very obviously doing a piercing and people are all 'I have eyes and can see you're busy but it's really important you help me RIGHT NOW or my left kidney will jump out of my body and attack you' yeah? Well buddy I have a sharp piercing earring in my hand and my eyes are tired so they may just slip and attack your face instead of this girls ear... He left.
Sleepless Megan is not as friendly as she used to be. She's kinda a hot mess. The kinda hot mess where she's looking at the kid she's working with and he's sitting there eating his lucky charms and all if a sudden he and the kid next to him in lunch morph into one kid eating a huge hamburger alarming me half to death because the closest thing to a hamburger my kid eats is crabby patty gummy candies made entirely of wax and sugar.
I didn't have coffee today and chocolate milk is NOT a good substitute, friends.
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