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« on: October 01, 2014, 07:39:06 am »
The fat fuck's only job is to scan out printed jobs. Twelve o'clock am rolls around and I see the fat fuck heading towards the door and I ask if he clocked out, he said yeah it's 12. I said you're here until everything is scanned out, that's your only job.
He said that's fucking bullshit dawg he should have that shit ready for me to scan by twelve. I said don't fuckin talk to me like that and if you can't stay fifteen fucking minutes over then this job isn't for you. I said you're clocked out, don't worry about it this time but be prepared to stay 15-20 minutes a night if needed, you can't do that go find another job.
Fat fuck is sweating lifting paper when the main AC vent blows down directly on him cold as fuck. He can't walk up stairs without breathing heavy. Might have to fire my fourth temp in three weeks. I'm gonna talk to the blob we call him and see if he's my fifth fire in three weeks.
Had to fire a 4'10" messican lesbian cuz she would come up with shit to leave or just call in six times in her first three weeks. Another was a young messican who was slow as fuck so i had him fired. Then this old negro we all called pops with his left eye pointing at his nose kept asking the same stupid questions over and over and I got fucking annoyed and had him fired. I enjoy telling people they're fired so it's cool. I don't give a fuck if anyone reads this I'm drunk and it felt good to type out.