paulnikon

Tera and I. Thursday night.


So, I opened at work. And was scheduled for 11 hours. Then off at 7:45pm. At some point the owner asked me to take the trash when I go home. I was like "What?" "You mean on the way to my car after work, take all these boxes to the dumpster?" He said "yeah". I said "I'll take it out, then come back and clock out." Like I am going to take that shit out on my own time? On Saturday Night? Nope.

Dude is seriously lacking in social skills. All he can think about is $. So that is what it came down to for me. No $ = no work. Cheap motherfucker.

At home now. The candles are burning. Film Noir on the tv. And I'll be eating sammiches as soon as this is posted.