Wheeeeee, finally have something to rant about in my journal!
Dear Diary...
So today was interesting. I was at work, sacking groceries and completely zoning out as always when suddenly a lady comes up to me with kinda a wierd look on her face and asks where the bathroom is. "Through the double doors and to the left." with a nod towards where im talking about to help out. She rushes off, I kinda check her out (I do that to just about every lady, you know, a once over just to be a guy, and notice that she is wearing long pants. About half a minute later I start to notice... a very unpleasant smell... I look on the ground and there is a pile of feces not a foot from my new white shoes.
Thats right, the woman who asked for the bathroom shit herself while talking to me and whats worse is I knew it had to like slide down her pantleg and onto the floor... this wasnt like a little spot either, it was a freakin pile of shit. Just lovely. Im looking at it and I can feel the vomit building up in me as Im smelling and looking at this. And of course, who is the guy that is supposed to clean this stuff up? Me. I hate my job so much. BUT! I caught a break on this one, the manager cleaned it up because I think she sensed I was about to cover the dung pile with a nice layer of vomit if I had to clean it up.
Ok, enough about shit like that
I like summer... so many low cut white tee shirts on the nice big titties.. so many coochie shorts, ya know the ones? another inch and there wouldnt be anything left to the imagination. Id almost say ive seen more tits and hard nipples working at this grocery store than I have here on SG... but I like the ones on this site better...
And thongs... the girls around here like to wear thongs and low cut jeans... I like thongs now...
Wow, I do believe that is my longest journal ever... sweet
Alright, peace out yall!
Dear Diary...
So today was interesting. I was at work, sacking groceries and completely zoning out as always when suddenly a lady comes up to me with kinda a wierd look on her face and asks where the bathroom is. "Through the double doors and to the left." with a nod towards where im talking about to help out. She rushes off, I kinda check her out (I do that to just about every lady, you know, a once over just to be a guy, and notice that she is wearing long pants. About half a minute later I start to notice... a very unpleasant smell... I look on the ground and there is a pile of feces not a foot from my new white shoes.
Thats right, the woman who asked for the bathroom shit herself while talking to me and whats worse is I knew it had to like slide down her pantleg and onto the floor... this wasnt like a little spot either, it was a freakin pile of shit. Just lovely. Im looking at it and I can feel the vomit building up in me as Im smelling and looking at this. And of course, who is the guy that is supposed to clean this stuff up? Me. I hate my job so much. BUT! I caught a break on this one, the manager cleaned it up because I think she sensed I was about to cover the dung pile with a nice layer of vomit if I had to clean it up.
Ok, enough about shit like that
I like summer... so many low cut white tee shirts on the nice big titties.. so many coochie shorts, ya know the ones? another inch and there wouldnt be anything left to the imagination. Id almost say ive seen more tits and hard nipples working at this grocery store than I have here on SG... but I like the ones on this site better...
And thongs... the girls around here like to wear thongs and low cut jeans... I like thongs now...
Wow, I do believe that is my longest journal ever... sweet
Alright, peace out yall!