It took a while for my grand parents, mother, father, brother and co-workers to wish me a happy birthday and my dude calling me from a store 10 minutes before picking me up at work asking what purse I wanted to get the party started. I actually started feeling like Samantha Baker. I got the wicked green purse I wanted flowers. Thanks handsome. My step sister called me at work too. Thats all that matters. She is a jet setter. Djs fly her all over the world. She is the most ridiculous person I've ever know. No matter where she is in the world, on crazy amounts of E. She will always always call me on my birthday. I adore that bitch.
I once had an interview with Farmer Ted. It was to be his personal assistant and he was desperate. I was hired right away after listing I was once Tom Waits personal assistant. Which I kind of was on a few tour dates, really I just worked for his record label once.
Farmer Ted's manager blew me away at how much he offered. 30$ an hour. Mind blowing! Then when his manager asked me if I had my own car. I confessed I did not have a car, and did not have a license. He asked me if it was from something I had done. Because at that moment I think he would of still hired me but I fessed up and told him I never actually drove in my life. Sadly on my end and his I didn't get hired. They definitly would of required a car to pick up laundry and drive his dog to the park for his twice daily walks.
I called my mother when I got home from the interview and told her she ruined my life by not letting me get my license.
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