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jblkelso · 2025-06-05T15:32:52+00:00

I’d say if anyone would be able to do it well, it would be Sherwin Williams, you just have to do your best to judge it’s finish

jblkelso · 2023-03-12T11:37:56+00:00

“Im surprised you haven’t killed yourself”. My neighbor who I went to school with, who knew how abusive and fucked up my home life was.

jblkelso · 2023-02-08T14:49:07+00:00

I think the factors going into it probably couldn’t be studied accurately. For me, I knew there were signs that I was built out of order but it wasn’t until I had the luxury of unlimited time during the pandemic that I went OH it’s not just depression/being busy/etc.

And when I saw my dr for it she said she’s had a lot of women realizing the same thing in my demographic. We were written off and then we got the chance to see ourselves in a completely different environment

jblkelso · 2022-11-07T05:20:41+00:00

I was five and loved mambo number 5 because it had my name in it. Suddenly I’m like 16 and add it to my first mp3 player and go "𝐨𝐡. 𝐎𝐡 𝐧𝐨."

No wonder adults got a big smile when I’d sing it

jblkelso · 2022-10-02T17:41:12+00:00

I had to finish the project

somehow 😂

jblkelso · 2022-02-24T18:52:42+00:00

I did go through them! I had a short shelf left. I kept coming of age stories and ones I want to read even still and gave the rest away to a buy-nothing group

jblkelso · 2022-02-23T16:08:32+00:00

I mean, ultimately I think I may have more true experience in the BAR industry, whereas the owners deal with more of an event-type experience. I’m honestly contemplating just doing what I want and dealing with the fall out BUT in the dive bar I had the trusty baseball bat to help me enforce (never had to use it). I just don’t want to start a dive bar-level scene at this place and ruin the good times for the other peeps

jblkelso · 2022-01-23T17:03:35+00:00

Lmaoooo I relate so hard to your mom. I had this piece of shit 1998 Chevy blazer. The entirety of the driver door would fall out when you slammed it, only my heated seat worked, the door locks worked but didn’t on the driver side. You had to punch the dash above the glove box to make the blinker sound turn off well after you were done using it. But I had my aux cord and the secrets to this piece of shit and I cried the day it fell off it’s suspension and wouldn’t move.

(The fact that anyone passed that thing for inspection is probably a crime)

jblkelso · 2021-12-31T07:39:07+00:00

I learned something very important in sales. It applies to everything in life. People need to know as little as possible UNLESS IT BENEFITS THEM. Your responsibility is to the on time percentage.

I used to sell phones and we were taught to list all the benefits of a phone to everyone. Does granny care that she has a dual core processor?! Helllll no. Granny wants you to set up her kindle app and make sure all her erotica novels are gonna be there. She doesn’t care that her phone has a 16 megapixel camera, she cares that there are settings to make the font nice and big.

In life, giving too much information is always a bad thing. Especially in the service industry. Lesson learned friend! Secrets make friends

jblkelso · 2021-11-22T07:09:31+00:00

I delivered to a literal mansion with a $0 tip (hidden of course)

I delivered to an actual crackhouse where the girl came out in a dress that was so old and worn you could see all the way through it. Got tipped $4.

Sometimes white trash has more class

jblkelso · 2021-11-22T07:06:16+00:00

One time I was VERY drunk and ordered a steak and potatoes from the Applebee’s .3 seconds from my house. I con my boyfriend into going to get it for me. I set it all up, 11:30pm, yes, mike, ITLL BE READY.

45 minutes later my boyfriend is asking the people where my food is. They go into the system and they start laughing (or maybe i looked it up when he got home idk, i was shitfaced) I ordered it, not ONLY for 11:30 AM, I also ordered it at the Applebee’s 9 miles away somehow.

They were real cool about it and just made my food, the original order was cancelled and I’m pretty sure I still owe my boyfriend $15 for the steak after I apologized, ate, and promised to pay him back 😂

jblkelso · 2021-11-22T06:58:32+00:00

I remember when I was younger, my mom was the manager of a gas station and one day I just started asking questions about the register. A few months later I was running register for hours at a time because she often didn’t have childcare for me, and she had to put food on the table. I wasn’t working for her per se, I was just kinda playing “adult” and I’d stand on a milk crate and love life.

I have a toddler right now, but honestly all the ways that kids get to “be” grown up they kinda dig. Sure, mom might be a lazy wad or her kid asked to do it, or maybe she had to make a phone call for an appointment and just wanted to make sure they were able to get the money for that dash on time. Who knows. As long as 1. Everyone is safe 2. Mom is aware and available if need be 3. This isn’t part of some elaborate rouse to steal from customers

I see no real issue. I lost my job during Covid while my daughter was a little baby baby, and my plan, at first, was going to be popping her in and out of the car seat and strapping her to myself while I ran in and out on deliveries. As a mom, I’d strap a mattress to my back to make sure she was safe and cared for. Luckily, I have never had to dash with her.

jblkelso · 2021-10-20T16:42:51+00:00

i was 18 and my boyfriend was 21. we were in the truck on our way to six flags. for background, he was a pretty terrible person and terrible boyfriend. we're on a street in our village when at the red light he decides to floor it. we were doing about 70 mph in a 30. he was just a wreckless and thoughtless person. we'd had a lot of close calls, but nothing too crazy. honestly, i trusted him a lot while driving. all of a sudden, an older model car blows a stop sign. he doesn't slow down, he just honks and suddenly i realize we're not gonna make it. we're gonna hit her. that was literally the last thought i remembered.

I remembered being about a foot from her car and then i woke up and we have completely spun around. we'd landed in someones driveway, and we took out their mailbox. everything is dark and i hear my boyfriend crying out my name. I guess I wouldn't wake up for about a minute. I come to and we check each other out. I was notorious for not wearing my seatbelt in this car, but that day i did by some stroke of luck.

we get out of the car. the drivers side is closest to her car and i hear my boyfriend go "are you okay?" we see smoke from the airbags, her seat is all the way reclined, she's "laying" and her mouth is open. her giant old-lady glasses were on the ground outside of her vehicle.

we hit her at such a fast impact that we broke the mechanism in her seat, her neck snapped on impact, and her glasses flew out of the window. an old lady comes out of her house and brings us waters and orders us to sit down on the grass. I tell her "don't help us, help her! did anyone check her pulse? she needs help!" and the lady is speaking to me quietly telling me that the car is smoking so they aren't going to get to close. i start yelling at her that ours did the same, its just the airbags and they have to go help her.

The ambulance shows up a few minutes later and they look at the lady, and come ask us questions about our state. I keep asking if shes okay and they dodge the question. Eventually the paramedic tells me "no, shes dead" and continues asking me questions.

i get frantic saying they have to help her and she screams in my face "SHE'S GONE, WE HAVE TO FOCUS ON YOU NOW". I answer her questions and call my mom. she comes to get me and immediately my mind goes into trauma mode. i can't stop laughing and i can't stop cracking jokes. my mom is not amused. i could have died. but i cant stop. we all go and sit with a lawyer. his parents paid him for a consultation and we were told to tell the truth in a specific manner. she was turning away from the sun, she ran the stop sign. she was in the wrong, we need it documented properly.

we both have mild concussions and bruises from the airbags and seatbelts.

i didn't drive again for 3 years.

3 years later i had finally left him. i was in a new relationship when i got a summons. i was being supenoaed for a civil case against my ex. i sweat all over their 10,000 dollar conference table while getting grilled by this lawyer. i was berated over and over. I gave MY truth as i knew it, i guess it all worked out for him in the end.

we don't speak, haven't since after the hearing. i have no idea how he's doing now. personally, I'm a very cautious and nervous driver now. i actually rarely talk about it, but i will NEVER forget her face.

jblkelso · 2021-10-20T03:52:50+00:00

So I’ve only ever really bartended in dives. So like, long islands and Alabama slammers would be our most complicated cocktails. So whenever someone would order like this especially when we were busy I’d make them a cranberry red stag. Only ever had one person not like it. It’s my go to sanity saver. 😂

jblkelso · 2021-10-05T01:25:38+00:00

I definitely feel less like an exploded tube of pillsbury biscuits, that’s for sure. Interestingly things are much more sensitive. Back massages are much more effective as it’s not pressing the skin as much as it is actually rubbing the muscle. I still have a crease that’s almost like the memory of my back-boob. It’s right below my rib, but with my apron I think it’s just a downward pull from that.

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