So I quit my job, finally. While it was fun to ride around all the time, being behind the scenes in a fast food place is disgusting. And as the summer dragged on, the tip money dwindled more and more. My last day, I only made $12 in tips. "It was a learning experience," blah blah blah... I am so glad I'm going to medical school. Although I still don't think I would turn down a weekend messenger job in KC if I could land one... :-). If I can navigate Boston, I can surely navigate KC. Just look at the difference in those street layouts; Boston is preposterous.
On another note, I convinced this hipster, pierced, tattoo'd girl I worked with to start riding a bike, and helped her find one by sending her craigslist links. And another kid I worked with just converted to fixed gear. I'm spreading the biking gospel.
On a final note, our internet here is starting to suck big time. It cuts out like 3 times a minute, and is absolutely infuriating.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
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