drinkin my beer and eattin my chicken....

Jul 11, 2008 23:51

My manager stuck me on nine straight days of work knowing full well that two of those days I have requested off because I have classes and tests, not to mention that she knows I'm on minor disablity for injuries on the job.
She sent me home with a six pack and a roasted chicken for all my hard work.

I took it, because I do work hard.

I'm still quitting tomorrow.
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