"...and then there's PiL."

After a long and arduous journey and time spent trying to work things out with our company and nothing ever happening except being disrespected and, basically, told we have to deal with our situation and that's that, we decided to switch to a new company. Even after turning in our two week notice, we were given shit and had a hard time doing that.

Well, no matter what they had to say, we were unhappy after being lied to over and over again and not being respected nor trusted and unlike our previous LA experience, we found a way to get out of our current situation and so after the ridiculously, lame-ass don't-quit-intervention, we quit.

The shitty thing about it was that, in yet another situation we tried to get out of, we had to turn in our truck in Denver, hence having to find a way back. Wanting much more to rent a car than to take the ever dreadful Greyhound, we had to take the Greyhound because for some dumb reason, no car company (at least through the handful we looked through) rents cars one way out of state.

So after we were finally released from our company, we walked across the street to the cab terminal to get a cab to the station.

We got to the Greyhound station around nine in the morning. The next bus to Omaha leaves at six in the evening. No problem, we'll just sit and read and do crossword puzzles and one hour later I'm bored as fuck so I decided to get a locker there and go to the 16th Strett Mall. I heard there's a good bookstore and some awesome restaurants and I wanted to get a couple of beers and just hang out.

Long story short is that on the way back, I noticed a brewery that we were standing next to while deciding which direction we should take through the mall. We went in the direction of three Starbucks, two Subways, and the garden variety of Anytown USA strip mall stores, and the business area. We ate in the business food court since I couldn't find a place with beer that didn't look like I would need to take out a loan for a pint.