Not Much Of A Day Off

My one day a week off is going to be the longest day of my week apparently. I get to hear my father go on about all of the problems with women, what a bad person his boss is, the same stories about his truck, etc. It's quite a life I lead. I went to lunch with asshole today and sat next to an old Jewish couple that left a $1.81 tip on a $28.19 bill. And then they want to know why nobody likes them. I don't know if I mentioned it or not but my father had this imaginary girlfriend named Candice when I was in Gainesville last and she's apparently like 28 and ungodly hot and just wants to fuck him but he can't have anything to do with her because she listens to country music. I just laughed and listened to him for the longest time. So my father met my boss on Friday and found out that Lonnie has known her for years because he's friends with her boyfriends' family and he completely shut up about his lies of fucking her. It's the little things in life that make me smile like that. I hope that means I get to meet her soon since she's a customer there so I can be like 'Oh yeah, my father runs around town talking about what a great piece of ass you are." I'm bored and going to watch more football.