Current mood:	tired
Current music:	Excel Saga - 'Aishuu no Borero - Shokusu no ne'

Endless Days
Damn I'm tired, but as always I'm unable to sleep, even if my brain already seems to be off in another realm of existence altogether. But anyways I'm awake and here so I decided that I might as well post something in this thing even if I really had nothing to say, which is quite often in my case if you haven't noticed yet. All I've done since my last post was the usual: get up, go to work, work, come home, go back to work, work, come home again, play on net, try to sleep. *repeat almost all 365 days a year* Yup not too much to comment about there.

Well, today I did recieve a rather 'interesting' comment from a customer over at where I work. It was some little old lady probably looking for a present for her grandkids or maybe she was there with someone else (I wasn't paying attention). Anyways she was checking out and I was doing my job as usual (every day of the year it seems) when she looks over top of the counter and at my left hand where I'd written a number (I'd forget it otherwise and writing it on my hand is the only way I can remember things). She then looks up at me again and says:

"So you were in prison?"

I didn't get what that was about at first until I saw her motioning at the numbers written (she probably thought they were tattooed or something) on the back of my hand and more than likely the rest of my 'odd' appearance. Of course I found this comment rather judgemental of the old bat, since I happen to like wearing: black, a chained wallet and have a missing eye. That doesn't make me a fronging criminal, but that just goes to show you how much people tend to go about judging a person based on appearance alone. Seeing as it irritated me to no end I decided to give a trademark 'Raz Smartass Remark'.

"Yeah just got out of Rikers on parole a couple of weeks ago. It's been years since I've seen the outside, what with that 'attempted murder' conviction hanging over my head and all."

After giving her that nugget of wisdom she gave me this rather bewildered look, took her purchase and left still shooting me glances over her shoulder as if she expected me to jump the counter and stab her to death with my click-pen. It probably would've served the old bat right if I did do just that, then maybe she'd learn not to judge someone by freaking appearances alone, that is unless she wants them to act on those assumptions.

Add another reason to the 'Why I Hate Old People List'.





Bite me grandma,





-Raz