Just how ugly is a coyote?

So today I’m back in Boston. I went home, had a splendid date at the carnival and am promised a clay pig sometime in the future. So all in all it worked out well.

As for being back, I potentially have an apartment. A beautiful four bedroom that is just incredible, but alas there is still only two of us…. hmmm deliemma. But things are looking up there… sort of. i hope.
Jobs… yeah. lets not mention that.
Well wait, actually lets mention that. Today I went on an interview. I mean… it was sort of an interview, they called it a try out. It didn’t go so well. Apparently I’m not cut out to be a bartender at Coyote Ugly. After a couple hours in line, some time sweating my ass off, and filling out an overly extensive application for the position of slut we got yelled at by a former coyote and were told to dance. Then most of us were asked to leave.

So we got a drink and walked home. On the good side some 15 year old boys thought we looked good and whistled.


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