Recently an argument has been brought to my attention that really concerns me, because I am dumbfounded as to why there is even an argument at all. Someone the other day actually told me, and I am not making this up, “Del Taco is better than Taco Bell”. My jaw literally dropped to the floor and I’m not going to lie, I may have gotten a little hostile. When someone attacks something you truly love, friendship is put on the line, and this case was no exception to the rule. You may wonder why I flipped out on something so trivial, but of those of you who know me, aka all of you, know taco bell was literally my meal support system for over half of my meals at Vanguard. I probably ate there more than at the Caf. You cant beat a 99 cent bean burrito, which is what I get 90% of the time, a grilled stuft chicken burrito, which is filled with any and every ingredient you can think of (and quite possibly the healthiest thing I have ever eaten), or a free small cup of water. What does del Taco have to offer? Nothing? That’s exactly what I thought too. And they have a stupid slogan, seriously, “Go Bold”? Dumbest thing I’ve ever heard. Plus, Taco Bell has always given me hope for other things in life. And to all of you who think TB (Taco Bell, not Tuberculosis) is harmful to my fitness and life as a whole, I am telling you that that was my diet during basketball season, and I am obviously fine. If you don’t believe me, just check me out in my most recent workout. No homo.
Now that I’m on a bit of a roll and I’m still not asleep (dangit), I want to talk to you about a recent fear of mine. Keep in mind, this is not a joke. The other day at work I was told to go and stock the freezer full of Rockstar and Rockstar affiliated subsidies (on a sidenote,I don’t know why these energy drinks are so popular), when I noticed there was a giant hole in the box. Thinking nothing of it, I continued placing cans into the freezer until I came across two cans with teeth marks in them, completely empty. I come to find out that rats had gotten into our little Rockstar section, and when I say rats, I mean big boy rats, the type that look like they could be small dogs. So basically, all I can think about at work now is that there are giant mutated rats at CVS bouncing off the walls because they are loaded up on Rockstar. This is the last thing I need on my mind at work. Welcome to my life at CVS.
Speaking of CVS, I have had some extremely weird interactions with people there lately. There was the girl with the warrant out for her arrest hiding out in our store (and at the same time thinking I was ok with it), the two giant behemoths who stole perfume--of all things-- from our beauty dept. and then ran out, quite possibly causing one of the minor earthquakes we had, and the couple so high when they came to the checkout stand that I’m pretty sure I was high by the end of the transaction. This was all in a very short amount of time. I don’t know what it is, because the area I work in is supposedly one of the safest, most “normal” neighborhoods out there, but the store I work at seems to draw in all the thugs and strange people that won’t go anywhere else. Seriously, it seems like a good chunk of the people that come to my store are more loaded up on crap than Marshall Mathers is on Valium.
As I am still awake, obviously, so I will continue to write. Stop reading now if you didn’t like the earlier stuff, cause I can tell you it ain’t gonna get much better. If your like me, just read to read because you love reading (My recent test scores tell me I am reading at a post-8th grade level…Yes!). I want to talk about something that bugs me now, and it is called bandwagoning.
It is so annoying when people all of a sudden like the same thing or team that other people do for no other reason than to just fit in. Stop bandwagoning (is that a word?) with winners. This goes out to you Lakers fans. Now, you may be asking yourself, “why is this kid talking about bandwagons. His favorite teams are the UNC Tar Heels (National Champions), Pittsburgh Steelers (World Champions), and LA Angels of Anaheim (Future World Champions).” I would also like to point out that I am rooting for the Lakers in the NBA Finals. However, I do not pretend to be a die hard fan just because they are good. Do I like them, yes. Is Kobe the best player in the world, yes. Are they my favorite NBA team, no (that would be the Charlotte Bobcats). And I like all those other teams because I’ve liked them sincie I was like 3, so leave me alone. Its not my fault all the teams I like dominate. Just stop bandwagoning (a word?) please.
To end off this pitiful blog entry, I would like to plug a new group you may have heard about called Papaphobia. Well, maybe you haven’t heard of them, but that’s because they haven’t made any music yet. Just keep your eyes out, I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.
Anyways, I have stuff to do like sleep. Peace. Thanks for letting me waste your time, I really appreciate it.
Peace!
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