I've now worked three days at Subway. I think the best part of working at Subway, so far, is Ev telling me to take all of my complaints and questions to the Burger King. And then cursing me for not actually working at Burger King and at a place with no real mascot
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Malorie is not you. Her life is not yours to control or command.
Look, I don't give a fuck who you are, and I don't care if you're hurt by this. But Malorie is not your little robot. Just because she didn't do things the way you ordered her to doesn't make her a bad person. It makes her an independant person. But you don't want that. You want a little fucking robot that will say, "Yes, sir," and, "No, sir," and likc your ass whenever you tell her to. Tough shit. If you truly "loved her more than life itself." you wouldn't be acting like a pile of shit. You'd be supportive and try to understand that what Malorie wants and needs are not what you want and need. You'd try to help by letting her make her own decisions, and not telling her that she's a bad person for making them. Everyone is their own individual, and they have their own way of living. Deal with it. I have problems with decisions that my family members have made with their lives. But have I then told them that they are a bad person, and will die in the gutter because they didn't do exactly what I did, and what I said they should do? No. Because I understand that their lives are their own. I can tell them that I think they've mad a bad choice, but I can't tell them that they are now a worthless pile of ass because they made a different choice. See, this is what's pushing her away from you. One day, she's going to be just gone, and you cocksuckers won't understand why.
Don't like what I daid? Too fucking bad. A lot of people will probably say the same damn thing, only they might be nicer about it. I gave up being nice a long time ago.
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