Ya know.. I absolutely love going out to eat at a fast food joint and seeing someone that I graduated with working there. It makes me so happy to see these preppy jockboys from HS slaving away working fast food not making jack shit or doing anything worth a shit. Yup, see where playing all those sports got you in life? NOWHERE! I went to the mall today and ate @ Frank & Stein which is basically a place that sells hot dogs and shit. He’s actually the one that recognized me and asked if I went to Seymour… I don’t remember his name or much of anything about him other than that he was one of the jocks that was on the football team, wrestled, etc and basically just slid through HS without doing jack shit. Wonder if he’ll ever get a real job doing anything of any consequence. I doubt it, which is fine by me since SOMEONE has to serve me my fries, pour my drink and bag my fuckin groceries. Might as well be the idiot jocks I went to school with. 