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I’m a goddamn expert on racism |
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It's the same reason guys say suck my dick to other guys and it's not gay |
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I'm thinking this maybe cause I did it one time. Some frat boy type paid me $160 to blow me. Had to pretend to be straight but yeah. Easiest $160 I ever made. Even easier than selling drugs tbh. I would worry about doing it constantly cause of STDs. But I think legal brothels have measures in place for that. I dunno. |
Speaking of jobs... So the second day at the box plant I had a hard time getting a Lyft to work. Don't use Uber cause when I tried it I couldn't get my card to work.
So I called them and told them I was having trouble getting a ride and that I would probably be late. I started walking and finally got a Lyft halfway there. Was over an hour late. Keep in mind this place stressed to us in orientation that their attendence policy is 0 tolerance and if you're late or absent within the first 90 days they would probably fire you. Well I get there and explain the Lyft situation but instead of being mad they're all impressed I walked to work when I live 5 miles away. Even though I only walked half way... What's a little white lie? So now I get all the bosses coming to me with encouragement and **** and giving me first bumps and **** cause they're so impressed I walked to work. Here I was thinking I'd get fired and it turns out that being late the 2nd day of work somehow got the bosses on my side. Literally forgot my boots yesterday and the boss gave me a pair of his. They're old but they're like 180 bucks. Said I could keep them. I don't really want them but I think he wants me to keep them. Life is so strange. This is the only time my ordinary ****ing up on the job has worked to my advantage. Might milk this place for all it's worth. We'll see. |
They’ll stop being nice to you. Just keep your head down, be friendly, and do your job.
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If you don't milk it the terrorists win. Tell them you have a sick kid or something. Get invited to golf. Meet their wives. Rent a sick kid. Promote to management. They get sick. Need a kidney. You give them one of yours. They call you "son." You cry. They cry. You kiss. They die, leave you their fortune. You buy a boat. Disappear. Grow a beard. Build a bunker in the woods. Write manifesto. Remote detonation. Mayhem, glory. Destruction, death. Infamy.
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I dunno, I've never encountered a situation like this. Imma roll the dice. Nothing to lose. If I get this other computer job I'm gonna ditch this one anyway. If not then just ride it out till the full time pay kicks in and stack some money.
That dog pound had me complacent. Such a sweet gig but **** pay. I think leaving that program is the best thing I've done since joining the program :laughing: |
You deserve a break. Hope it works out.
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