Friggin' Rainy Days of December
Mood:  irritated
Now Playing: Weezer's "Sweater Song"

i like rainy days. no, i love rainy days. very little makes one feel as alive as a rainy day. even less makes one feel as alive as running through the rain on a rainy day.

but working at the OG has given me a new-found disdain for rainy days. people don't go out to eat on rainy days. when they do, all they want is soup and salad. when all they order is soup and salad, they're only spending $13.00 and most people (especially old people) are only willing to tip their server a buck fifty on a thirteen dollar tab.

it's at times like this that i muse, "if we lived north of the Mason-Dixon Line, all this rain would be snow."

stupid South.