Don't you hate how emotions get the best of us? I'm a very neutral person, when I got the phone call Thursday I wasn't a bit surprised.

"Mr. Farley has been killed." Maybe it was the way it was worded but even after I found out it was a murder I was still without emotion and just chatted with Grady Judd and watching the media and the general scene.

Really it was just unfortunate. I was home that night... It could of been me! Though from the beginning something seemed suspicious.... I went to school in Plant City, it took 20 minutes to drive home so aside from it being New Years Eve getting a hotel still seemed very suspicious. Though from the beginning I had a feeling it was family!

When I was walking around my neighborhood to see the front of it and the media involved I was stopped and asked if I knew what happened. Their response without knowing anything was FAMILY!

How can you know someone for 63 years and kill them??? I was fine with an intruder, crap happens. While talking at work prior to finding out the culprit I made reference to the Sean Taylor incident. How he got killed in a similar home invasion.

I don't want to get into details on the why as I think the divorce story is bull. Even if your wife was being put in a wheelchair divorcing her as a result is extremely immature.

I'm just deeply disgusted and I believe my dog will truly miss him.

Someone that is 93 years old, having no aid to walk while being able to tend to his garden deserved more. I just wish I would of sat down and talked to him. Working for the Army in the second World War in the technical sense repairing radios. He met 3 presidents on Air Force One, while traveling on it I must add.

It's a sad unfortunate story with a twist of disgust. Living across from him for 19 years I never got the chance to fully know him. In a blink of an eye and a pull of a trigger I will never get to hear my dog squeal in excitement at the sight of him walking across the street.

And how it all ended by his only offspring;his son. Disgusting

Premeditated murder in the 1st degree. I hope he enjoy the remainder of his life in prison.

How do you get experience?

So define it for me...

What pisses me off is I heard someone saying that Red Lobster is hiring Servers for the busy season. But when I applied there a month ago I was informed that Bussers was the only available position... Ah, the hell with it.. Give me the job anyways.

But ironically I was at orientation with another kid, he was younger than me... But was at orientation to become a Server.

And this is where the experience comes into play? How am I to get what I want when there's a barrier keeping me from doing so..

For 2 years I was a carhop at Sonic as gay as that may sound. But first lets define the word Server.

Server-a person or thing that provides a service or commodity
Waiter-a man whose job is to serve customers at their tables in a restaurant.
Carhop-a waiter or waitress at a drive-in restaurant.

Similar meanings. How is that not defined by experience? If I don't have experience serving then how do I acquire experience? I've been at the place a month.. Hell, it's a totally different dining experience.. But I did no less than what everyone else get paid $20 an hour atleast to do.

This is making it sounds like that I hate my new job, when I just started. I'm grateful for the job in all entirety. But I could easily go back down the road and make close to $1,000 a month.

What about "You have to start somewhere comment"? What about it? I did start somewhere, and now I am at the bottom of the shunned upon totem pole from hell. The fact of the matter is that I do have experience as a waiter. It just pisses me off that I am underestimated. Come to think about it, I strive to work with customers not to work after them.

I know my potential, I've experienced my potential but why is it that no one will take their time to experience my actually potential?

How degrading is that? Just today I got called a kid by someone that I know for a fact that I older then. We were at orientation together, and just because he was a server at Chili's I still know for a fact that I am better then him.

So maybe I will use this blog to explain how my job is complete bullshit.

I guess it will take a while to find a job that fits myself. If retail is too boring, bussing is too degrading, I'm not trusted to become a server... So what is the right job for me then?

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Once you do that, this is what I'll do for you...


1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
(if possible. if not, I'll say something that only makes sense to me.)
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
8. I'll tell you my favorite thing about you.
9. I'll tell you my least favorite thing about you.
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