Wheeeeeee.
Well, tonight is going to be fun, not.
Got to work at 11am. Work was fine, Faycal (pronounced Fuck-Face), the new supervisor, was an asshole all day, but what else is new. Demoed Need for Speed Underground on the new Fry's PC (It has a 3.0GHz Hyper-Threaded Pentium 4, 512 DDR RAM, Internal Dual-Layer DVD Drive, 256MB Radeon PCI-Express Video Card and a 200GB Serial ATA HDD for those who will cream themselves reading this), so it was baddass times showing off my mad driving skillz for the customers. So I was on my way out the door when my Manager says: "Hey Isaac, would you mind staying a bit longer?"
"Well, Sir, I was on my way out the door to have dinner with my girlfriend, but I could be back around 10:30. Would that be alright?"
"Sure, just as long as you know that we might not get out of here until 5am."
So all this goes through my head: Woke up at 7:50am. Got to work at 11am. Lunch at 2:30pm. Dinner with Jill at 7:30pm and now I'm being asked to stay until possibly 5am with the chance of still having to come in at 7am and work until 3pm? On the other hand, getting 50 or so hours this week WOULD be rather nice, especially at $11.25 once overtime kicks in. So I agreed, now I'm sitting here, completely content with jil behind me in the chair, feeling the warmth of her thighs against my lower back, the warmth of her breath on my neck, the feelof her kisses against my neck, I think I should go...
Got to work at 11am. Work was fine, Faycal (pronounced Fuck-Face), the new supervisor, was an asshole all day, but what else is new. Demoed Need for Speed Underground on the new Fry's PC (It has a 3.0GHz Hyper-Threaded Pentium 4, 512 DDR RAM, Internal Dual-Layer DVD Drive, 256MB Radeon PCI-Express Video Card and a 200GB Serial ATA HDD for those who will cream themselves reading this), so it was baddass times showing off my mad driving skillz for the customers. So I was on my way out the door when my Manager says: "Hey Isaac, would you mind staying a bit longer?"
"Well, Sir, I was on my way out the door to have dinner with my girlfriend, but I could be back around 10:30. Would that be alright?"
"Sure, just as long as you know that we might not get out of here until 5am."
So all this goes through my head: Woke up at 7:50am. Got to work at 11am. Lunch at 2:30pm. Dinner with Jill at 7:30pm and now I'm being asked to stay until possibly 5am with the chance of still having to come in at 7am and work until 3pm? On the other hand, getting 50 or so hours this week WOULD be rather nice, especially at $11.25 once overtime kicks in. So I agreed, now I'm sitting here, completely content with jil behind me in the chair, feeling the warmth of her thighs against my lower back, the warmth of her breath on my neck, the feelof her kisses against my neck, I think I should go...