I just cashed in my change at the machine. Went to get a free coffee with my bulit up coffee accrual. And now I have to come here and work on Sunday as a counter-person. I just wanted coffee.
Due to real lack of interest in my resume, sparse job offerings in occupations other than the medical field, I am so fuc***. My husband laughs and says I don't have to do it. But I am broke. I just can't seem to kick back and spend my husband's hard earned money. Where in the hell did this pride thing come from? It's annoying at best.
Why can't people quit saying over-qualified at the wrong moment, instead of not even looking, and saying come in on Sunday?
You may think I'm an ass, but refilling ketchup bottles, and wiping them down is really going to chap my ass. Let's not forget the post wipe-down scrutiny of said, ketchup bottles. Even if it ends up being met with approval I think I'm going to go put my head in the toilet. And flush.
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Last edited by Cicero; 10-15-2008 at 04:25 PM.
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