Doom Metal Alchemist

Hey, well you were being very patronizing. Like retail is the be-all-end-all of difficult jobs in sales.

You must have been as bad at your job as I was at mine.

I'd PREFER to wash my hands with soap and water whenever I go to the bathroom, but I can't tell you how many times I've used the bathroom at work and every soap dispenser in that particular bathroom is empty.

"What part of 'already' did you not understand?"

"Hi, can I help you?" "No, I'm just here to throw rocks at you *throws rock at you*"

I might be wrong, but I would think retail wouldn't be as bad, because people are actually interested in what you are selling. Why else are they there?

Every boss I've ever had wanted us to refer to them by their first name.

I'm not the type to ask for nudes anywhere, but if I were, here would be fine, as there are some attractive ladies here.

And the (lack of) face?

Ugh, I have no idea why I tried sales. I have completely the wrong personality for that.

I love shorts. If I'm wearing long pants, it's probably because it's just too cold to wear shorts. Or if I'm forced to be formal.

That's an angry looking Dick.

I went my entire adulthood until the age of 33 of having no irl friends. At 33 I put in my first effort since age, I want to say, 21, to form a band. And I actually succeeded this time! And that's where all my friends came from.

That's weird. When I tell people the first time I got drunk at 16 years old was on whiskey, they're always like, "No wonder you don't drink. Whiskey's a horrible drink to start with. You got to work up to it. Should've started with beer." By the way, I don't drink, even in my mid 30s.

RIP. Monty Python and the Holy Grail is possibly my favorite movie of all time.

I generally don't like being naked. I'm sure that'll change if I ever have someone to share sexy times with.... but without that.... I prefer pants or shorts, depending on the temperature.

Oh.... I haven't been a gamer since the days of the N64, so.... Yeah....

.....You hated money?

Fuck-fighting? On tour? I'd go see that.

Four words: Doctors Phil and Oz.

There's a new, confident Doom? Where is he? I could use him.

I don't get it... Are the border patrol agents mobsters and the guy crossing is "sleeping with the fishes"?

Oy. Jackie, reading your cluelessness just makes me shake my head and wonder, "is this what everyone here feels like when I post about my attempts at a love life?" The dude likes you. The dude wants to kiss you. He's not kissing you because you BLATANTLY wanted to slow things down, and he is respecting that. He doesn't want to ruin things with another moment like when he put his hand down your pants. I don't even know what to do with that "maybe he just wants a warm body" thought of yours. If he didn't like you as a person, he'd either be endlessly trying to score or would've given up hanging out with you entirely.

Watching my music come together with the work and input of my bandmates.

But the question is, are they all talk?