That was kind of bullshit I was subjected to all throughout the day in what I can only describe as one of the most depressing days I’ve ever had to endure! The day didn’t start off all that negative either as work was simplicity defined and I even managed to get a 2 hour paid break. A paid break being defined as hiding in the hotel pretending to do work!
I went into town after work and for only the second time in my life went down to the infamous Plaza on the Quay! For some reason I never thought much of either the place or the people and always made it my business to stay well away from the place. And hey, I didn’t turn out all that bad did I? …
While I was there I managed to run into a few of your average, run of the mill teenage drunks and it was there that I began on my path to depression! I noticed that one of the guys, lets call him Jimmy, was smoking like a chimney so to break the ice I asked him how many fag’s he had smoked. “13 or 14″ he said to me. Thinking that was the end of the conversation I turned to one of my “real” friends but before I could utter a word to them, ‘Jimmy’ blurted out his life story and was saying that he chain smokes because he’s depressed. I thought that once he had got that off his chest everything would return to normal but my hopes were shattered the moment I saw his mouth open and his vocal chords begin to work overtime as he started to explain that when he’s depressed he smokes and drinks a lot and does drugs. “When I’m go home I’ll probably go up to my room and do four lines of coke and smoke a joint before crying a little”. Not something I thought I’d hear someone say in amongst their first 50 words to me!
The rest of the day was spent soaking up the depression of the group. I swear to god, that they all just purposely wet themselves with depression once at the sight of me. And then I come a long like a big sponge and soak it all up. At one point I realised that I was on the verge of feeling depressed. Now that isn’t a nice feeling! Within minutes I made it my business to go home where surprisingly I didn’t do 4 lines of coke or smoke a joint. There’s hope for me yet!
That day wasn’t too bad if it inspisred you to write something new! And look, you walked home with me and i’m great! Hahaha, the “Jimmy” guy was sooo idiotic, just thinking about it makes me laugh, i think i really cheered you up when we went down to tylers, but they were closed
You see this is why going into town and meeting Denise is a challenge. She was the one down in the plaza i went to meet and that’s where i got sucked in. I got away for a while and went to Swamp though, And just thinking now you could of went home anytime….but you decided to stay with me becuase you fancy me and want to make love to me and have my babies with me!
And yesterday at Jamie’s was great craic!!!
I hope you don’t think you have that sort of positive effect on my life. Really. You don’t.
But sure, is there any harm in thinking so!!!
Oh the bitterness…..
I saw the heading of this blog again and had to laugh!!! Don’t be mean to mean! i love you!!!
i really do!