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Edited on Wed Apr-21-04 11:56 AM by NightTrain
Let's count the ways:
1. It's so goddamned busy at my soon-to-be ex-job that I was awakened by a phone call this morning, asking me to come in early. Since I had trouble falling asleep last night, I'm fucking exhausted today.
2. Of the four drivers we're supposed to have working here: a. One has been vacationing in Florida all month and won't be back until next week; b. One quit without a notice when he found out the store was closing; c. One has been gone both yesterday and today, on the store's monthly run down to the shoreline; d. And I'm stuck making all the fucking deliveries myself at the busiest time of the month.
3. Today, I called the company's human resources manager to see if I could finally find out when we're all getting the axe. She still doesn't know.
4. When I'm out making deliveries, I can't go more than a couple of miles without getting stuck in goddamned motherfucking roadwork--even in the middle of nowhere!
I'll be so-o-o fucking glad when this place finally closes! I'm going to take a week off and do nothing but sleep, even if it might be on a park bench.
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