I got bit at work yesterday. A customer bit me because I wouldn’t honor a coupon. The coupon was for Wendy’s. I don’t work at Wendy’s. People use our toilet all the time at work and then they bite me and call me “son” and complain about the prices and they don’t believe that Oswald acted alone. And I say, “Yes Ma’m” and “Yes Sir” and I laugh at their jokes. So, today, I am going into work and I will get bit and I will eat coupons and I will lose my will to live. OR maybe I’ll call in sick or dead. Yeah, I’ll call in dead and slink off to Mexico-and the desert and the devil and the donkey lady and all the damnation I can eat…HAPPY SATURDAY PEOPLE!!!!!
I got bit at work yesterday
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