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Nov 01, 2007 18:04

Well, I finally got a job. As a cake decorator. It's only for a few months, so...whatever.

After waiting 2 days for my drug test results to come back from the lab, I went in to fill out paperwork and get entered into the system so I could start working tomorrow. Apparently it's going to be an "exciting" day to start work at Food City because they're having a pep rally for the UT game. OoOo! A parking lot full of rednecks in a tacky orange apparel contest for tickets for a game that UT is almost certainly going to lose.

I've learned to keep my mouth shut about how I really feel about UT football.

Anyway, Deborah, the general manager was very eager to have me there. She said, "Y'knaw, Ihm gunna staart ya off a little higher than we narmally do fer yer department bacuse of yer experience and all. How does $9.50 sound?"

Oh, that sounds like a dream come true, Deborah. It would be unfair to offer any worker in the state of Tennessee a wage that would set them above the poverty level. Why is that? Because meth is cheap?

I wish I could think of a word stronger than "hate". Suffice to say I can't get out of here fast enough.
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