(To All My Friends) - The Loser Wins

The jobs starts in full effect tomorrow, Thursday was kind of interesting- not the boring ass signing of paperwork or orientation talk part of it- it was interesting because as Danny and me stepped into the training room, the HR supervisor stops me and directs me to where I will be sitting. The front row, right in the middle and in front of the trainer. The one seat I exactly did not want. Then as I am heading to my seat the manager of the department I will be working in comes up to me verifies that I am me, and she begins to talk about me to the other supervisors
" Oh so this is Roy De La Cruz..."
I could also hear them go on about me in their own discussions. Then the manager discovers there is another De La Cruz in the room and she turns to me to ask if I am related to him. When I reply yes, there is an awkward pause that has me wondering if she's thinking I am just messing with her. She then asks if he's my brother and I reply sure is. The usual question then comes up- who is older? Haha Fuck all of you. He is older by three years. Later we have to introduce ourselves and say something about ourselves. This was D's introduction:
" Hi I'm Danny De La Cruz, I also have worked in auto insurance and... (he points to me) that's my brother."

Haha sweet. The class all laughs and decides to come up with nick names once its verified I am in fact the younger of the two. Little De La Cruz, Baby De La Cruz... Anyways its definite fact that they have some expectations for me- which I guess its a good thing although I had planned to be low key through out training and show off the insurance skills at a later date, but now that plan is out. So I think I am just gonna go all out and display my awesomeness in insurance right away. Hopefully this means I won't be rocking a headset for too long...

My eggnog cherry got popped last night and from what I remember the actual eggnog drink is good. The jag-nogs, nogasakes, and my own version of vodka, whiskey, and Kahlua into the eggnog? Not so much. But if there is one thing I learned from Andrew Zimmern, is that you try things twice to make sure that you don't like it. The problem with this theory when you are talking about adult beverages is that you usually end up going to sleep early and getting drawn on... Real mature team, HaHa. Damn it. I inquired more than once about getting beer because hard liquor and me usually end up going to bed together. The real problem with me (no I'm not quite alcoholic status and I don't plan to obtaining it) is that I drink any beverage too fast. Water, Gatorade, beer, mix drinks, milk, limeade, oj, etc... I can usually drink in one drink. I can down a 32 oz gatorade in one drink. The same with water and actually I start my gym sessions by downing 64 ozs of water to be properly hydrated for the workout. So when this god given talent is used for evil, I end up drinking too much liquor too fast and bam! Penis on my face. you would think after a 16 yr hall of fame career of drinking I would have learned to switch to a normal person's drinking ability, but nope. God gave me a gift and a curse I guess. Anyways thanks to Ryan and Becca for being lovely hosts. I dug the abominable snowman stocking.

Another one of God's gift is my amazing ability to recover from such outings, I was up by 10 and hit the gym running. Sure the people around me could probably smell the alcohol coming out of my pores, but whatevs, I'm on a mission to look like a bad ass freedom fighter from America. Then did a little grocery shopping, Cooked D some breakfast that included breakfast sandwiches and french fries, and proceeded to clean up the kitchen. Afterwards I decided since Wes was still dead that D and me should go get Wes' car. I then decided that afterwards since I was a productive member of society after a night like that, I would go to Tompkins square for the Sunday night game and a few pops, but I'm still kind of like Los Angeles' version of  Unfrozen Caveman Lawyer;

"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I'm just a caveman. I fell on some ice and was later thawed by some of your scientists. Your world frightens and confuses me! When I see my image on the security camera at the country club, I wonder, are they stealing my soul? I get so upset, I hop out of my Range Rover, and run across the fairway to the clubhouse, where I get Carlos to make me one of those martinis he's so famous for, to soothe my primitive caveman brain..."

Haha Los Angeles I guess frightens and confuses me so much that I find myself getting lost in trying to get to places I have been to multiple times. Today? Tompkins Square. I swore it was somewhere on Lincoln... I was just told its on the corner of Lincoln and Manchester, so I was right. Except I went the wrong way on Lincoln. Ended up on Venice Blvd, drove past the Bigfoot and realized, hey, I'm a Reh-Tard... So for my failure, I decided it was best to just head on back to Wes' and call it a day.



The Loser wins another excellent Atmosphere tune.