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Another crazy day of work. I don't get a day off t'ill next Friday. I like money, but really I don't like working that much. Today when I was clearing empty plates from a table, there was a side of meat sauce on one of them. I don't know what and how it happened exactly but it kinda was like projectile vomit it went everywhere. Mostly everywhere on this lady who looked kinda scary before the incident. It was pretty brutal really it was all over her arm, on her shirt and in her hair. I'm a hazzard. Last night I watched Closer with my "friend". He told me he thought about me at work. And I laughed at him. Am I a terrible person? Probably. But I kissed it better.


EDIT: Do I care that I'm a terrible person? NO. BWAHHAHAH