Fuck Work
I cant decide If I should go into my job tonight. I really cant work there anymore. My Chef is such a dick. I cant beleive he gets away with the shit he says to the women that work there. He's also openly racist and hohphobic. Its like hes proud of being a total dick. I dont know if I can mentaly sustain another night of working in his presence.
But heres the thing, the other night I was at work and I was pretty high and I brought a slurpie with me. Theres nothing like a cold refreshing slurpie to help you transition into your work environement when your high. Anyways, I set it up high on a ledge so it wouldnt be in anyones way and went on line. 10 minutes later I came back for my slurpie. And it was gone! That fucker threw it out and when I was like "hey Kevin, why'd you fucking throw out my slurpie?" He wasnt even sorry. He just sais " well what do you expect if you leave it back here". He knew it was my fucking slupie cuz he saw me drinking it when I first came in. DO YOU KNOW HOW EXPENCIVE SLURPIES ARE THESE DAYS! So anyways, I really want to slap a drink out of his hand before I quit. I just want to see him standing there all cocky with his fucking asshole friends that are all 5 years younger than him and just slap whatever beverage he's drinking out of his hands. Particularily if he looks hot and tired and the beverage appears to be cold and refreshing. Thats right mother fucker and then I'll just walk away. And if says anything I'll just say "well? what did you expect asshole?" I feel like it would be the most satifying thing. That is if I make it to my job tonight.
My new prospect is becoming a dog walker and making comics in my spare time.
But heres the thing, the other night I was at work and I was pretty high and I brought a slurpie with me. Theres nothing like a cold refreshing slurpie to help you transition into your work environement when your high. Anyways, I set it up high on a ledge so it wouldnt be in anyones way and went on line. 10 minutes later I came back for my slurpie. And it was gone! That fucker threw it out and when I was like "hey Kevin, why'd you fucking throw out my slurpie?" He wasnt even sorry. He just sais " well what do you expect if you leave it back here". He knew it was my fucking slupie cuz he saw me drinking it when I first came in. DO YOU KNOW HOW EXPENCIVE SLURPIES ARE THESE DAYS! So anyways, I really want to slap a drink out of his hand before I quit. I just want to see him standing there all cocky with his fucking asshole friends that are all 5 years younger than him and just slap whatever beverage he's drinking out of his hands. Particularily if he looks hot and tired and the beverage appears to be cold and refreshing. Thats right mother fucker and then I'll just walk away. And if says anything I'll just say "well? what did you expect asshole?" I feel like it would be the most satifying thing. That is if I make it to my job tonight.
My new prospect is becoming a dog walker and making comics in my spare time.