I'm Tyler, 22, and I like records and stuff.
I also work in the Chicago Loop answering phones, and I doodle some weird shit. Huzzah~
Life never seems to be easy. It seems like every time I make a decision that seems easy and simple, it always ends up more complicated. Unfortunately, I work with a bunch of really awesome people and for the first time in my life, I’ll actually miss them when I move.
I’m on the train, still slightly drunk, coming home from my company’s holiday party which had an open bar. I had a lot of heart to hearts with the folks I work with and all of them told me they didn’t want me to leave. Damn folks making this hard for me.
There were a lot of really interesting moments too. Like my straight coworker telling me, “I don’t think you realize but you’re a pretty good looking dude. You could get your dick sucked on the regular here.” then he pulls one of the gay dudes I work with over and asks him if I’m attractive, and the guy is like, “I’d totally sit on your dick” then he slapped my ass.
I cannot even. So that was… Something. Apparently the gay dudes at my walk think I’m super cute. I don’t even.
Another interesting moment was discovering my supervisor is a belligerent drunk and him talking about how working from home is awesome but it blows when you’re dick deep in your girlfriend and you get a call from work and have to take it. He’s such a formal dude normally so that was hilarious.
There were lots of other hilarious and weird moments, and the entire thing was loads of fun. And weird. But fun. Of course I’m still moving to Nashville but perhaps moving back to Chicago will sit in the back of mind. But if I don’t move to Nashville then I’ll never know. Only one way to find out!
uhhhuhuhuh so my new address in Nashville is on a street called country wood circle.
uhhhuhhhuh. wood. uhhuhuh.
This week on VICE we send a tattooed hipster some poor place to see if it is as fucked up as we heard on the net.
*cut to tattooed hipster in poor place*
"HOLY SHIT THATS FUCKED UP"
And it’s still amusing every time.
Oh mutherfucker, I have to work on Christmas day.
Fan fucking tastic. And it’s not just half a day, it’s 8am to 4pm, and since my commute is so long, that will be my entire day.