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dont take your guns to town.
slim fit jeans make me happy and sad. at times it hurts, but its nice to know my manhood is to large for my pants. i just cant take really big steps... it could be disasterous. hah! they are mallcore to the max.
im out of writables! i hate life.
<3 megan and cory... and derek except last night. |
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finally got some fucking sleep at the expence of school. i slept for 12 hours. i feel so much better. now... i go to work.
"I'm doing the best, Hell I'm doin' all I can
So next time you see me, don't ask for my name
For I am the King and sure long may I reign"
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i almost got fired to night.
thats laughable.
my manager told someone to tell me to count a droor because i opened a roll of dimes. i wasnt going to at first but the manager told ashley if he didnt get me to, than ashley would have to, because he is too busy.
so i said first of all its not my droor.
second, we havent had to count droors in a year, its a managers job, not mine.
third, i opened on roll of coins that night, they were quarters, and in a different droor.
i counted the droor. and walked out. he followed me out and said i was being disrespectful and to not to curse him behind he back, he doesnt disrespect me, becuase he doesnt have to respect me, and im lucky he doesnt fire me on the spot.
so i lit my cigarette, told him no disrespect intended, but i wasnt talking behind his back, i said its not my fucking job. i didnt open the coins. and that if he wanted me to do something then he can come and ask me. then asked him if he tought it was disrespectful to send someone to tell me what to do. then i asked him how i was disrespectful and watched him studder and fail to present so i said whatever, asked him if theres a problem and when he said no i extended my hand to shake his.
i guess he expected me to apologise or whatever but that would never happen. he can kiss my ass. i will prolly get fired tomarrow because im not gonna let it go, especially after he told me he doesnt have to respect me.
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