Sunday mornings are my favorite. I feel my only obligation is to myself and i enjoy waking up in my cool, shaded room. It's one of the few places i feel i can escape from the noise of the world.
i enjoy answering the door when it's jimmy johns. i also enjoy wearing low cut tank tops and slightly bending forward when signing my receipt. that way, they aren't so upset when they see i only tipped 2 dollars. tact, my friends.
The fratty guy next to me keeps laughing out loud, saying "shit", etc. I'm not bothered, but amused. He asks me for help with something on MyBama. It's unbearable how much his breath smells like beer, especially it being the middle of the day. I'm still amused.