A coat for a coat

So it has been almost a week since my last post. Life after undergrad is so very new. I am taking a course here for the next few weeks as well as transitioning into the working class world. My buddy Mikey P and I just started a new job working at the local furniture store in Seward. At first, I was a bit intimidated by the prospect of working in such a place under a very "type A" boss. However, Mike and I soon realized that this job would not only be easy, but dare I say...too easy. For example, we spent the entire shift from 10am to 5pm doing absolutely nothing. Actually, I shouldn't say that. We did play a card game from about 1:30-5:00...it's a sweet game called Dominion. Needless to say, I am going to make a fair bit of money this summer doing a job that might be better categorized as play rather than work.

In other news, I went to Lincoln last night with a few mates of mine (PVK, Mikey P, Jesse, and Katie) to enjoy some of the nightlife. Jesse, Katie, and I started off at a bar downtown and then we all finished the night off at IHOP. This is where things get rather interesting. As is usually the case at midnight, there are not many sane people hanging out at this particular eating establishment. My friends we quite pleased to see that there were two young men sitting across the way from us, also enjoying a late night breakfast. However, these fine young gentlemen must have been enjoying a bit of the herb prior to coming because their eyes and overall demeanor were very...relaxed to say the least. Anywho, one of the guys was wearing a brilliant light blue sport coat (the kind that would drive a guy like me absolutely insane with envy...and it certainly did) that I admired greatly. I too was wearing one of my standard track jackets (red, white, and blue...sort of Captain America-ish) and thought it would be a good idea to make small talk with this young man about his outerwear. After expressing my desire to obtain a jacket like his own, he asked if I would like to do a straight up, no questions asked trade of coats. Of course I abided. We tried on each others coats and to my surprise, the baby blue beauty fit me like a glove. My jacket was a bit too small for him, but he was far too gone to even care. To give you a better idea of how far gone he was, I spent my time in his coat looking in the glass window to see how I liked it....he spent his time doing karate moves in my coat. In the end, we shook hands to solidify the deal and I am now the proud owner of a not so new, but still fresher than fresh sport coat. I even wore it to church today. All in all...a solid start to the summer. Cheers!