Have Mercy...
Lately, I've been debating on whether or not to kill my boss. I've weighed the pros and cons. The pros outweigh the cons by a longshot. Actually, there is only one con: Getting caught. My best friend is a drug dealer, so we actually thought of planting crack in her car and calling the cops. The only problem is, she's almost been busted 3 times, so the cops would probably figure it out. (My best friend and I work together. We both hate the boss and she knows it.) I probably would have lost my job a long time ago if my mother weren't my boss's boss. However, there is now a second victim in the picture. She is a teacher also, and her child's class plays with my child's class. (In a non-perverted way) She made a big mistake by getting in my face today. I told her to yell all she wanted; I'll just yell back. If she wants to take it further, we could step outside. She quickly grabbed her little mongoloid kid and left. I immediately called my mother (my boss was out today, which left me in charge of 15 women older than me) to inform her that she will probably get a visit from Kas tomorrow. My mother hopes she'll quit. She hates her anyway. I'm quitting soon. I can't take that place anymore. 3 years is more than long enough to listening to babies scream because they're spoiled little brats who lack discipline. My fiance got a job today at the new Walgreen's Call Center in town. They hired him on the spot, which they swore they'd never do. Between his income and military disability compensation, I don't even have to work. I will, however, because I'm not going to depend on anyone to support me. He can support my addiction to cigarettes, however. And he can put gas in my car after I run it out. That's okay. Nothing else though. What the fuck am I talking about?
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Last edited by Morty; 04-21-2005 at 07:37 PM.
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