Thursday, January 17, 2008

Trials and Tribulations of a Sandwich Maker

I work at a sandwich shop... Who cares right?? Yea I know.

Anyway my manager is a perve so unless you have a vagina your gonna get shitty hours. You guessed it I unfortunately have balls.

I been there a little under a year and still make minimum and the only reason I stuck it out this far is because of continuous promises that a pay raise is right around the corner. Yea I'm somewhat of a sucker huh?

I think my manager likes men too. That is a scary thought but I swear man, woman, or animal he would fuck anything with a hole.

I got a rent to pay, I'm 18, estranged from the one parent I have left , and in desperate need of a better job. But chances are Ill be making minimum for the rest of my life. Working my ass off to make sandwiches for selfish inconsiderate pieces of shit and getting screwed out of hours by a bunch of self-centered snobs with big boobs because the guy that does the hours is hornier than a two-peckered billy goat.

I like to think that the man upstairs hasn't predestined me to live a life of insanity but I swear the little hope I have left gets pissed away just a little more everyday.

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