ok, so i'm lame n didn't go talk to THE boss today about getting the holy hell out of returns, but i will tomorrow.
so i'm chatting with william about sg right now n he thinks i belong here, but i look at all the models n i feel like a little kid next to all these broads. i've got the tattoos n piercings n attitude to fukkin spare, but they are hot n know how to apply makeup n i'm just a zaftig tomboy compared to them..."excuse me, could you get the fukk out of the way of my forklift?!?!?!" i sooo want to drive the forklifts, so fukkin cool. the night manager, chad, he totally wants me on night crew n i can't wait, but even he says he can see me running over customers with the forklifts. that would rock!
so i'm chatting with william about sg right now n he thinks i belong here, but i look at all the models n i feel like a little kid next to all these broads. i've got the tattoos n piercings n attitude to fukkin spare, but they are hot n know how to apply makeup n i'm just a zaftig tomboy compared to them..."excuse me, could you get the fukk out of the way of my forklift?!?!?!" i sooo want to drive the forklifts, so fukkin cool. the night manager, chad, he totally wants me on night crew n i can't wait, but even he says he can see me running over customers with the forklifts. that would rock!
Just make sure you have semi-decent spacial awareness, unlike me!
fortunately, i am pretty good with my spacial awareness. i used to race my trans-am on the so cal freeways...