Nicademus

When adults play board games, shit gets real. Fun and games? Nah brah, lets just bs the entire thing,

Dudeman is winning fair and square? Time machine him, make him reroll a thousand times, battle him every turn, while the guy messing around at the beginning of the board creeps into winning position all because you gotta be petty about being the first target.

Literally have a bad hand, I'll bluff. And I bluff decent enough.

Gonna be a male Bridesmaid. People makin' jokes already. They're just jelly. I'll rock that dress.

Pro Tip: Real friends don't say no when asked to be a bridesmaid.

When you're left in charge for the first time in a long time, and everybody decided that was the day they were going to mess up everything.
Assistant manager posted wrong schedule, even though he did that one guy came in later than that schedule, which was an hour past the time he was supposed to come in.
One guy broke our computer so the picture previews show up on our screen. Got a guy to fix it, turn around, he broke it again.
One of the only people I have (We were short staffed) is not allowed to close registers because the managers think he's stealing, so I had to close everything.
The building manager (we're picture company, he's building companay) decided to say we should stay open well past the building time at the zipline.

Who does all this reflect on? Me.

Instead of saying what I need to do, maybe I should do it.

These muscles ain't gon' grow themselves.

Worked today. Working tomorrow. I'm getting holiday pay for Christmas.
Three of us are working. One is a strange gentleman whose hobbies are standing millimeters from a person's back and breathing heavy. Dunno if he drew the short straw or really loves this job.
One doesn't celebrate Christmas. He's the assistant manager even though he does nothing. We get along even though I tell him he does nothing. Maybe it's my honesty. 
Then there's me. Two things: Family is a weird word, Holiday pay.

Sucks to be them, they'll have no customers to keep my snark at bay.

I wonder if you can analyze a person by their music library?

"Sir, what did the analysis say about Nicademus?"
"Well, 10% sad stuff, 30% stuff that pumps up the spirit, 15% anime, 5% hip hop and rap (the good kind), 39% Chill stuff(Funky electronic, electric swing, flutes (I like flutes))."

"And that last percent?"

*Pulls out a cassette player*
*Hits play*
"Booty Booty Booty Booty rockin errywhere.
Booty Booty Booty Booty Rockin Errywhere
Booty Booty Booty Booty Rockin Errywhere
ROCKIN ERRYWHERE
ROCKIN ERRYWHERE"
 

*snerk* Glad to see somebody else knows how fun that Mega Man comic was.

All the roleplays I was in just stopped and I don't understand.

Guess I'll make my own after new years.

Pro tip: Become friends with a mechanic.
Because you will likely have a broken vehicle in your life.
Or if you're like me, a Truck that breaks down every few months.

Exams.
Killer, yo.

One of my finals is writing a movie review.

Eh heh heh. Victory will be mine.

Next week is finals. Cell Bio has become a great beast I must slay, despite the fact that I skipped over some pre reqs to take it. It's a struggle when you haven't taken genetics and chem 112.

It's like a Warrior taking on the dragon without his sword and shield.

But the professor believes in me so it's okay. Maybe I'll use a speech skill on the dragon. Or explosive salt.

I can do thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis.

Pro tip for the kids: When it's time for college, don't take morning classes. I've been in college a couple years and still haven't learned this lesson oh good golly I hate the morning light.

My friends are always afraid when I make a new character in D&D; they already know I'm gonna do the most non conformist thing I can think of. I mean I am the guy who came up with a character who fought with salt.