Why I Got Fired/Quit Today
Painting was just supposed to be a summer gig to earn some extra cash (cash is king) this summer. But when my boss tells me to go up 50 feet on a ladder, when I'm not a big fan of heights...well, he can go f*ck for all I care. I don't even like going up 10 feet on a ladder, never mind going up over 3 stories on a ladder that's being supported by sand. So I guess I'll go back to doing what I do so well for the last few weeks of the summer. Nothing.
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I'm pissing myself right now.
please turn in your G.O.P. card to Mr. Norman P. Orlando tomorrow at 8am. the country is tired of supporting you.
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