Post # 3 – To all you haters
Okay, I’m a bit fired up about some of the comments I’ve received.
First, dude, give me a break I just got into this whole blogging thing. I’m sorry I’m not as awesome as you and missed some typos. My â€œOne-horse townâ€, London Derry, NH USA Google it! Okay, okay Vermont might take the prize for syrup, not NH but I thought I was being witty damn it!
Ever stabbed your self with fish barb that pops out from under the gills? It hurts! This internship is uh, I don’t know, better then stabbing myself with a slimy fish. It happens to be the most interesting thing that I have to talk about right now. You ask what school would take my first born? Try Berklee College of Music, Boston MA. I assure you I am a very real music intern, living with very real new city allergies. I guess If I had a nickel for every time someone doubted my existence I would have a nickel. HA! I crack myself up.
And another thingâ€¦
I worked in music retail in NH when I was 17 for a year. It was Christmas time and the guy came up to the register saying in a low voice â€œI have a gun.â€ Every fool knows the registers a loaded with cash at those times and thus a very real, very scary moment in my life. Oh, and When I went to school in Boston, I tried to transfer so hard to the store there, but I guess I wasn’t a snarky enough scenester with my tight clothes and handle-bar mustache.
I am real! Phew, sorry. I’ll attach a pic to lighten the mood.