Ok, to be fair, we have the same name, so it was easy for him to remember and sometimes I still have to remind him, but HEY I'm a regular at least.
Overall, my novelty is wearing off. My friends have even started to choose staying in over humoring my liver on the weekends.
And I thought, maybe that's what I'm missing...a reason to stay in. Someone who thinks I look just as good in sweatpants as I do in a tie. Someone to lay on the couch with while scrolling through Netflix to tell me it's OK I didn't go to the gym today because I was up early for work and deserve to rest. Someone I don't have to make plans with because we ARE our plans.
Just kidding, I don't want to be lame. No offense, but I don't even own sweatpants.
I didn't move halfway across the country to settle down. I moved halfway across the country to shake things up. So the next time you try and tell me that work was hard and you're tired and you're poor, I want you to look deep into my eyes and know that I'm not listening.
Then, I'm going to slap you across the face and tell you to put on your goddammed coat because we are going out while we still get carded.
It's for your own good.
You'd do the same for me,
TJB: Making It
