Eventually I tell everyone who I don't like (aka everyone who just leaves) to **** off. They complain and I quit a few weeks later, leaving him with NO ONE who can run the line that wasn't already busy 10 hours a day working elsewhere in the plant.
I worked an office job with this lazy bum who spent all day on social media sites trawling for barley legal girls which was creepy as hell. He kept trying to get me into Grime music. He would spend all his wages on not good looking designer clothes and then ask you to loan him money the next day.
One time for two months? Me doth thinks you are making storytellings Mr. Jackson.I smashed my manager during the night shift one time. Eh, it was cool for about two months before she got boring and wanted to really go out on a date. It was pointless to finally put in work on a personal leve...l when we started with desert.
One time for two months? Me doth thinks you are making storytellings Mr. Jackson.
Nice try Mr. "it was cool for about two months before she got boring and wanted to really go out on a date"Only once at work.
She was later fired for taking **** home.
Nice try Mr. "it was cool for about two months before she got boring and wanted to really go out on a date"
Your story has more holes in it than your pretend work girlfriend.
Was she also from Canada, and we wouldn't know her?Oh, ok.
Was she also from Canada, and we wouldn't know her?
Exactly.I'm in Cali, man.
Exactly.
Right, it's my fault and not your stories you make up and live in.You're being weird, man. Now I remember why I rarely break character with personal stuff on here.
Right, it's my fault and not your stories you make up and live in.
Sounds about as legit as your other story. Except for the no gravy part. Meryl LOVES the gravy.Oh, ok.
Meryl Streep joined us too and there was some kfc all over. No gravy though.
There.
Sounds about as legit as your other story. Except for the no gravy part. Meryl LOVES the gravy.
You didn't know?Oh, ok.