hellboundliberal

Hmm... work has been infuriating lately.

Our pastry cook, if you can call her that, has been an unbearable cunt. From the moment she walks in the door she's bitching about something... it's almost like she's got an entire beach worth of sand nesseled in her vagina.

For example today she couldn't find her offset spatula... no big deal. If she had asked with out the fucking additude i would've gladly helped her find it. But no that would be too easy.

If i knew for sure that i could get away with it... i'd punch her in the eyeball. I'm on the verge of snapping.

Please if there's anyone in the Nashville area who likes to cook drop by the restaurant and fill out an application. All of us will thank you.

In other news the landlord is trying to evict my mum and i. (fuck you... like you never lived with your mom) It's a fucking mess i don't want to deal with...all i want to do is watch cartoons and talk to morgan. she's so damn cool it hurts.

catch ya later masturbator...