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Mar 25, 2004 16:12

On another note I foned my work cos I feel like shit and I dont wanna go in and this is how the conversation went

Me: "Hey, Im not gonna be able to come in tonite, I can hardly move for illness"

Work: "Not again Paul, I'm sick of you messing us about"

Me: "Whatever, I cant come in"

Work: "Right, I'll be having a word with you on Saturday"

Where the fuck do they get off. I have done every single fucking shift so far this year that they have put me down for. Sack me if they want, fuck face, least I'm not gonna spend the rest of my life in a dead end job. If they say anything on Saturday, I'll give them two words back.

Pricks
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