I would like to introduce to you ballers the "what I really do" meme. It's a series of pictures showing a range of perceptions associated with a certain person or group of people. I thought it would be fun to put together my own so here is my first go at it. Enjoy! ;)
Some guy at a WalMart parking lot tried to sell me cologne out of his car trunk. I ignored him because it's either fake or it's stolen. But then I realize that brand name cologne is magnitudes more expensive than AXE, while being only two or three times better (at least going by own rookie olfactory palate). But now you can get cologne for free! Go into a bookstore and grab a fashion magazine. Flip to an ad with a sample, open it, and rub over your body!
I guess my build up on Meme Mondays has finished, since there hasn't been one in two weeks. So I just made a new one right now (Sunday night). This will be the final one, so we bid farewell to Meme Monday. Don't worry about flashback friday though, it's scheduled until at least August, but I will add even more. We might last till December. But in Meme Monday's place, next week will have Bad Movie Monday!
This one's for Tony
So the guys want to start bike riding together so a Bryan and I went out to buy bikes at good old Target.
I can't speak for Bryan's bike, but here is the short lived story of my bike...
Price tag was $99.99. First thought, sweet cheap bike! Then I took it to the cash register and the final price was $10 less. Second thought, sweet super cheap bike!
As I was taking it out to the car, I noticed the breaks weren't working properly. There was some rubbing on the back wheel. Third thought, okay I can fix this.
I spent about 45 minutes trying to fine tune the breaks to get it to work property. I couldn't get it to work the way I wanted.
Fourth thought, okay lets just go riding and see how it goes. I was going and going then the peddle came flying off.
Fifth thought, okay maybe it was loose. I'll just screw it back on and go on. So I continue on and then it came off again. Sixth thought, WTF this is under regular riding conditions and it's coming off? Seventh thought, dam if I was going faster, I could have lose control.
Last thought, this piece of crap is going back to Target.
End of story.
Teachers who don't know how to read a crowd...or a clock.
I had a professor that not only taught monotone but, also had no regard for her student's time. She would always say one line that made me soft and it was "Ok, we have three minutes left so let's go over one more example". Of course the example was never done in three minutes and we would get out five minutes late...TF DOOO!? 3 min left = 5 min late = haul ass to next class. No bueno yall. The point is if you can't get it done in the time given then don't fk'n make me run to the next class!