No pennies for Old thoughts

It's been a month since my previous correspondence with my own thoughts... how easy it is to drown out the noise of one thoughts with

The most meandering of actions, but be ware- they do eventually come to haunt you in the form of visual sub-conscience visions right after you close your eyes.

It's been an odd month. I managed to go through two jobs (and hopefully the latter will stick longer). 

The first was at a shoe store... don't get me wrong- I like shoes. I even own a few (and by a few I'm not implying I have 243 pairs stacked 

In a ware-house somewhere,  I mean A FEW), but that doesn't justify the sheer and utter boredom I was objectified to there.

I'm all for giving the brain a rest every now and then, even pencil in some 'space-staring' between meetings, just for that needed relief.

However, exposed to brain malfunctioning impotence 7 hours a day (and just happened to be surrounded by shoes with price tags on them)

That is wrong and should be out lawed globally. 

So at first you try to pre-occupy yourself, and god knows that's when you know just how creative you really are.
But when you're done impressing yourself, and yourself only, all you can resort to is wearing on a pare of the least hideous pair in the store,

And put on a mask of a half-baked incest victim and hope time moves faster than the hair on your knuckles (for the record I don't!)

Am I over reacting? Of course I am! After all it's a decent job and you basically get paid for doing jack shite and smiling at incoming

Women with some distressed looking feet (genetics was not kind to some... poor souls- oh the pun!).

 And the fact I lasted there for almost 3 weeks (my shortest job EVER!) is with in its own right

Rather remarkable. Nonetheless, the moment I got the chance I ran out of there as though my brain-waves depended on it. 

And where did I run to? Back to the glorious arms of the place I was running from- back to the restaurant bizz. 

Short term memory loss? Nah... well maybe. But during my endless hours spent gazing into the abyss of a shoe store I came to understand

That I miss the dynamics of restaurant world. But this time it's different.... cause it a pub! With great food. 

And best of all? It's a 5 minute bike ride from my house (as apposed to the previous location that was a 20 minute bike ride of sweat and too many close

Encounters with poles, parked cars, moving cars, pedestrians, poles and what have you) so the chance if an accident are reduced greatly (but not completely).

So, new job- new start... I didn't bank on having so many fresh starts in such a short period of time...

Until the next time I'm compelled to share for no apparent reason.

Live long and prosperous.

And FYI - if by the next time I write winter have failed to grace us with it's presence- I for-warn you: discretion will not be the dominant seasoning of this blog and parental guidance will not help anyone! No one is safe!!!!