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04/10/10(Sat)21:20:23 No. 215557XXX My
job is so fucking unbelievable. I'll try to sum it up by first telling you
about the folks I work with: First, there is this supermodel
wanna-be chick. Yeah, okay, she is pretty hot, but damn is she
completely useless. The girl is constantly fixing her hair or putting
on makeup. She is extremely self-centered and has never once considered
the needs or wants of anyone but herself. She is as dumb as a box of
rocks, and I still find it surprising that she has enough brain power
to continue to breathe. The next chick is completely the
opposite. She might even be one of the smartest people on the planet.
Her career oppertunities are endless, and yet she is here with us.
She is a zero on a scale of 1 to 10. I'm not sure she even showers,
much less shaves her "womanly" parts. I think she might be a lesbian,
because every time we drive by the hardware store, she moans like a cat
in heat. But the jewel of the crowd has got to be the fucking
stoner. And this guy is more than just your average pothead. In fact,
he is baked before he comes to work, during work, and I'm sure after
work. He probably hasn't been sober anytime in the last ten years,
and he's only 22. He dresses like a beatnik throwback from the
1960's, and to make things worse, he brings his big fucking dog to
work. Every fucking day I have to look at this huge Great Dane walk
around half-stoned from the second-hand smoke. Hell, sometimes I even
think it's trying to talk with its constant bellowing. Also, both of them
are constantly hungry, requiring multiple stops to McDonalds and Burger King,
every single fucking day. Anyway, I drive these fucktards around in
my van and we solve mysteries and shit.