So today was my ten year anniversary at my job. I’ll pause for your applause. There, now that you’re done with that bullshit, I’ll continue. So anyway, I get this little lame pin with the company name on it and a 10 engraved to forever remind me that I’ve wasted ten good years of my life at this job. It went by really quick, but it was still a waste. Shit, if I had gone to school I could be a pharmacist or even a doctor by now. But nooooo, I’m still working in a dead end grocery store. So today while I worked and thought about the fact that I did waste ten good years of my life I started to reflect. Have you ever watched a movie that sucked, but you sat through it anyway and you think, “Damn, I just wasted two hours of my life?” Well, imagine you watched that movie 43,800 times and you’ll know how I feel. Well, since my last time machine didn’t work out so well I guess I’ll have to work on the future instead of worrying about the past.
So I’m at work working my load and listening to the tunes on the radio we’ve got going and thinking. Yes they did play Walk This Way again today but I’m not going to get into that. They did play “Beat It” by Michael Jackson though and something went through my mind. Most of his songs could be used to convict his ass. He’s accused of showing the kid to masturbate and in his song he’s saying… Just Beat It. Coincidence? I think not. Billy Jean; who says Billy Jean is a girl? I’m Bad; well obviously if you’re up on molestation charges you are. Don’t even get me started on Thriller.
Speaking of Michael, what the fuck is up with the whole pajama thing? That shit was nothing more than a publicity stunt to get people talking about how weird he is and to get them to shift focus to that and away from what he’s on trial for. Honestly, even if you aren’t watching the trial on TV, you sure as shit caught this bullshit on the news or somewhere. So this happened Wednesday or Thursday I believe and the next morning on the news they were covering it like they found Osama Bin Fuckin’ Laden. Let’s get something straight. I turn on the news and I heard… Michael Jackson showed up to trial in a suit jacket and pajamas; and in other news, he might have touched this boy’s penis. Next time you break in for news about him, let me know he’s convicted or let go. I don’t care about the petty details; or the petting details.