A BACK UP PLAN, FOR MY BACK UP PLAN
"Maybe I should go to bar tending school. I think I`d be good at that." So, I guess I`m at this really weird stage in my life where I feel like I should have a back up plan, for my back up plan. Ya know, just in case something doesn't work out. Well, I haven't quite had anything that has "worked out" yet, but see, I kind of have this dream of paying my bills by entertaining people for a living. Or I could just give it all up, marry a ball player, be a real housewife of St. Louis and fight other women on T.V, we`ll see what happens.
After college, I got my first full time job as a teacher. I thought that was the smartest move to make because I figured, I`d teach in the day and audition in the evening. Wrong, for so many different reasons. My days as a teacher were long, there was no time for auditions and I honestly didn't really care for it anyway. I totally switched back up plans and went a whole different route with job choices. Most of my jobs have had nothing to do with my degree. Guys, that what happens when you go to art school. Unless you're lucky. If you have a good job job in your field, I hate you.
Lately, I've been having some of the most ridiculous thoughts running through my head. Like "Maybe I should go to a barber school", I mean, how hard can it be to learn to cut men`s hair? Men aren't as picky as women right? I might meet the love of my life with that job. It`s better than getting a Tinder account. That`s multitasking. Make ya money, get the honey (Did y'all like what I just did there?). Now y'all know I can`t be a barber. What am I going to do if somebody sexy sits in my chair? Y`all know my hands get shaky when I`m nervous. What if I accidentally cut him with the razor and he start shooting? I don't know, in my head, all bad scenarios end with somebody shooting. Or, what if he doesn't tip me? Now I got to rob him while he walking to his car at night. I don't play about my money.
Look, I don't know where I might end up. I might be making your drinks in the club, snatching weaves out on t.v, making lesson plans for your kids or getting shot at by some pissed off, sexy dude with an uneven lining. Who knows? In the mean time, just keep coming back to Aintbritfunny and listen to me complain.
Let me know if you need you need your grass cut or something. I charge about $150. I need to borrow your lawn mower though.
-BRIT
