Why I'll Never Make it in the Real World

EXHIBITS A-C

A.  I will walk deeper into the ghetto at 10 pm to get a sandwich from wawa, rather than go to the Subway 1/2 a block from me, just so I don't have to talk to people. 

B.  I have zero desire to analyze, discuss, or comment on my, or anyone else's, lunch menu or eating habits with coworkers, including, but not limited to, your love/hate relationship with wraps and why you find it necessary to cut an apple into one inch cubes before you eat it.  Seriously, I could care less.  Don't ask me if I'm eating salad when I'm clearly eating salad.

C.  I think sarcasm is a good way to be friendly with strangers.  Apparently it's not.

 

This is Blog

Read my blog.

Be my friend.

But don't try to be my best friend, because that position is already filled. 

Here are five random things about me:

1.  I hate stick figure iconography.  It should burn in a slow fire.

2.  The sound of a vacuum cleaner running tweaks me out a little sometimes.  I have no idea why. 

3.  I honestly can't tell you my favorite color, but I will dishonestly answer if asked.  

4.  That being said, I'm positive that my favorite color is not orange or yellow. 

5.  I can't swim.

Here are three less random things about me.

1.  I design.

2.  I dance.

3.  I write.

Sorry to make this into an Apple commercial with all my "I" statements. 

From now on, whatever happens here, happens.  I can't promise consistency.