cynicism isn't wisdom

I think I need to reevaluate my definition of “work appropriate”. (at WSU Welcome Center)

I am a secret service agent. (Taken with Instagram at Calihan Hall)

Kate Voegele is sponsored by Ford, so today I got to go to a meet and greet with her and hear some acoustic songs and hang out. 

She said she liked my lipstick, which basically means the whole cast of One Tree Hill wants to be my best friends.  (also I am delusional)

Sometimes my job is cool.

NASCAR is the most ridiculous sport ever.  At least I got paid 10 dolla an hour to sit in a suite and read a book and “monitor catering” which really just means eating.

Wearing a polo makes you look like you know what’s going on.
Sadly, when I’m working at a Ford/NASCAR event, I have no idea what’s going on.
Also my feet stink.

I feel so down.

15 hours of work.  We were right by campus.  I miss it so much.  I want my building back, and to see everyone.  I feel like I’ve been gone a year.  I’m scared I’ll never be good enough.
This place doesn’t feel like home, and I can’t stand it. 

Work means wearing a suit.  And watching Usher talk all day.  And work the most exhausting day of my life.  15 hours of chaos.

showers after work > showers after concerts.

after concerts, the first hit of hot water smells like cigarettes, and after work, it smells like chocolate and coffee.  Score one for Biggby.