No Fun Day Sunday

Im now very low on funds. $50 to my name. Good thing that I now have food stamps. I can only buy at the deli near me and not in the city where I spend all my time. So today, I racked up on sandwiches to last the day. My daily Subways have come to an end. I found a place to eat near the parking garage. These little sit down areas are brilliant!  Who thought to put tables on the street?  Looks oddly cool. The only place to eat at the parking lot is in a dusty,  dirty little room filled with uniforms and a microwave. I think there is a chair and a stool in it. But it's barely 2ft of room in it. I'm trying to wrap my mind around starting this job. Carlos, the evil manager will be here today. I will try to stay quiet.

*Update *

Nothing really. Carlos didn't come in. Being that it is Labor Day weekend a few people called in. (imagine that) My first holiday in NY and I don't get to enjoy it. There was a lot of things going on around the city. There were a lot of Brazilians in soccer shirts . There was a street fair but it closed down three streets. I also think there was a small parade but I missed it is around the corner. There are so many cultures in the world that have so many things to celebrate so many people with history and heritage to honor. It makes me sad that all we acknowledge as black people is slavery. What happened to our wealth of history? I look around and I feel culturally dead. How long until we completely disappear?