Friday, November 17, 2006

I had a dream that Ron Silliman was my manager at McDonalds.


Ron said...

Oh you poor person!

I never was a fast food manager, although I was a janitor at Giant Hamburger in Berkeley (just north of the campus on Euclid) for a year or so circa 1970. I didn't eat a burger for a decade after that.

Mike H said...

Janitor seems pretty alright compared with dishwasher. I cleaned a school for a while. For some reason, I think cleaning schools at night is one of the best jobs a poet can have. You appeared in the latest in a long line post-teenage McDonalds stress disorder dreams.