I made a crack about banks putting ATMs in the middle of nowhere on ye ol' page last week. Well, while driving down a country backroad back home, there, of the raod, in the middle of a cornfield, was a big-ass sign and a lone drive-up ATM. Just there, middle of nowhere. An ATM. What, did they start giving cows their own bank accounts?
Did the fireworks, only fried part of my hand this year. :P
Work that night. Some of the burned CD music from the list scared some people. Didn't catch most, save for one. CB, be proud. Dir En Gray frightened some old person back into her car. But some drunk was singing and dancing/drunken swaying along with "Are you drinking with me Jesus?" :P
Too bad it was slow, but I did tell a couple of people off. All in all, a good final night. :P
Side note: Assistant manager called me at work Thursday night, wanting me to come in at 9 for my final night, instead of 11. Took everything I had not to laugh at him.
Saturday went to the Taste. My brothers and I, along with my niece, got seprated from my parents in less than five minutes. Spent about two hours looking for them. Found my mom first, who had lost dad a while ago. We didn't find him until AFTER we got home at midnight. (He had decide not to look for us and leave, taking an earlier train home.)
Now to finish up some minor stuff since the full-time Army thing starts tomorrow. I will, however, still be around for another week.