It's all about the Benjamins baby.

I got called into work.

My boss called me, woke me up, and asked if I could come in and work a few hours because someone called out.

You know I jumped at that and said yes.
More hours means more money, and I'm all about the benjamins.

Don't let the melody intrigue you, 'cause I leave youI'm only here for that green paper with the eagle
Ok, that is about 75% true, I sadly care about that store more than I should. I'm loyal to a fault, and that's always been a problem. Oh well.

So other than that, my plans were kinda shuffled around and now I'm exhausted.

But my paycheck will be big and I'm content with that. I gots bills to pay.

Day 24: A time where someone helped you.

I hate asking for help. I detest it. If I could never ask for help from anyone, I could die a happy person.

Remember when I said that I am a reliable person? I have yet to find someone other than my mother to be as reliable as me. So why put my faith in someone else for help, when I can't trust anyone?

Not the best way to live life, trusting people only as far as I can throw them, and that's not far at all. I am living my life with the expectation that everyone I meet will one day fail.

But just because I refuse to ask for help, doesn't mean that there aren't people out there that are not willing to help. Many of my friends help in ways that they probably don't realize. Everything from the invitation to just hang out or just the general question of "how are you?"

Little things like that are helpful to me. And that happens more often that I recognize.



A short entry tonight. I'm exhausted and I'm going to sleep early, just to wake up at the crack of dawn to go running before work. Lovely.

 

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