buzzgringo

I had a big fight with my chef last night. he started yelling at me and i kinda told him to go fuck himself. then he told me to leave. so i did never to return again. nothing to worry about this was my weekend job and i made a couple of phone calls last night and i already got another job. god i'm good when i'm angry and mean. wonder who had to open up this morning at seven.
Fuckface called and told me to pick up my monney. when i become a millionaire i'll buy that place fire everyone, clear everything out and put a shitter in the middle of the restaurant only for me. Just in case I'm in the neighborhood and need to take a shit.