"If your going to work at 7-11? You might as well have some fun?"
Robert Joseph Astle
My cousin Sally in Kansas told me this. "Why in the world do you work at 7-11? I just think you should be doing something else. Come On! How long are you going to keep things going before you move on? You told me yourself, you can't get anyone to help you with these lame ideas. I'm going to tell you AGAIN..Know one cares about your ideas! I say this with a lot of love in my heart. Give Up!" My cousin Sally and I have a love/hate relationship, so I've learned to take her advice/abuse with a grain of salt. I answered her like this. "Cousin Sally, you know that I love you? I'm going to give you some advice for a change. If you were thinking like me? You should think about how to apply some of my ideas in your area. Remember, hyper local is the phrase of the day. I have to go." Every time I talk with Sally, I try to give her a positive to counteract all the negatives she throws at me. Oh Well, she's my cousin Sally, and I love her.
Today at 7-11 was throwback day. That basically means? Wear something retro. What better shirt to wear than my Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch tour shirt. (I'm not sure what year it was, early 90's. I saw them play at Kemper Arena in Kansas City).. In essence, I was hoping my favorite Mark Wahlberg fan at 7-11 would come in, and be impressed by my sense of nostalgia. As luck would have it, she did. She makes her way through the line, we exchange pleasantries, and I tell her this. "Check out this shirt from back in the day. It's my vintage Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch World tour shirt!" She gives me a very puzzling look and says. "You still have a shirt from a concert 20 years ago, and to top it all off, your still wearing it. I was like, 4 years old, maybe? When you bought that shirt. You need to get a life, and throw that t-shirt away." I thought that she might be impressed by my sense of fashion? Turns out? I ended up creeping her out. You know what the problem with a lot of women nowadays is? No sense of history.
I'm going to end this post with something my 98 year old grandmother told me recently. "I hope that one of these days, you can turn whatever it is your trying to do, into a real job."
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