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Jul 07, 2003 23:22

ONCE AGAIN, I AM GOING TO BE A LITTLE GIRL AND BITCH AND MOAN ABOUT MY TRAGIC DAY TODAY.
START THE DAY OFF WITH 'HEY CLIPBOARD, YOU ARE LATE'
WTF? STOP CALLING ME THAT. MY NAME IS GENE; NOT CLIPBOARD.
OH THEN LATER THAT DAY, I GET BITCHED AT FOR MAKING "THE MOST DISGUSTING LOOKING PIE EVER"
THEN THIS STUPID STUPID GIRL MESSES UP THE ADDRESS SO I CALLED THE STORE AND WENT 'WHO TOOK THIS FUCKING ORDER? IT'S FUCKED UP' AND I DIDN'T REALIZE I WAS YELLING AT THE MANAGER. I COME BACK, HE PULLS ME INTO HIS TINY OFFICE WHERE HE LOCKS HIMSELF TO MASTURBATE TO LITTLE KIDS PLAYING MINIGOLF OUTSIDE. DAMN, NOTHING LIKE BEING YELLED AT BY THE WHITEST BLACK DUDE WITH A DONKEY HAIR.
I HATE HIM AND I WISH I COULD STAB HIM WITH A KNIFE.
THEN THE HEAD OF THE PIZZA PALACE COMES IN AND YELLS AT ME AND BITCHING ABOUT ME BEING SO RUDE TO FELLOW EMPLOYEES.
GOSH, THAT FOOL DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING!
I MIGHT QUIT.
I NEED SOMETIME WITH FRIENDS.
I MISS YOU ALREADY TAYLOR AND MIKE. :(
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