R is for
April 22, 2012 § 6 Comments
I hate moving. I love this place.
First day at the new Job yesterday. I’m going to pick up about 3 shifts a week. And I’m going to hate it. Don’t laugh, don’t you dare fucking laugh, but I have joined the “would you like fries with that” guild. Fuck, I hate it already. Boss is a cunt. Co-workers are actually okay for the most part, but revisit the boss being a cunt, which kind of makes it impossible to enjoy a moment of work. Oh, and customers are dicks.
Have a great fucking day.