Your station in life does not determine your mediocrity. But lol!
Maybe, but what's "inside" doesn't really hold too much bearing on a world obsessed with the surface, surface, surface.
Haha, honestly after going to school, the thing I hate most about foodservice is the poncy attitudes. We can forever be jobbers together.
That attitude and that half the time when I was working downtown fancy amounted to putting shit at a 45 degree angle on the plate.
This.
When she's not lookin I play games, ping arrows at shit, smoke too much, fix shit for people, eat junkfood in front of black and white movies, complain about the nation going to the dogs, the world is fucked by corpo-capitalist greed and cashpenis envy, try to enlighten people about how whatever they vote it doesn't matter, George Orwell's 1984 became reality long before 1984, the goverment lies by nature, police are corrupt, you have no innate rights except the right to stfu, there is no afterlife and you might as well do what the fuck you want for as long as you can get away with it.
Not much really.
I also don't think most people want to turn their heads to see, or they've peaked, turned tail and ran. And generally the one who yells the loudest, turning the most heads, is the one that's going to be made an example of.
