Thursday, July 23, 2009

Would you like fri--er, breadsticks with that?

Yeah. I was that desperate for a job. Despite the horrific/awesome outcome of the my last sojourn into the pizza industry, when I was offered a position (see also: when I berated the unfortunate manager of the local Pizza Hut until his ears were bleeding) as a server/delivery driver/designated bitch, I begrudgingly accepted (see also: I'm surprised I didn't piss myself with joy). So, in less than an hour, I'll don the red and black that oh, so many college drop outs and recovering criminals have donned before me.

...Wasn't I supposed to be a doctor or a lawyer or some shit?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

hey there are all sorts of ads about pizza now to click on except they are all competition... oh well I clicked on 'em anyway :)

p.s. my verification word was boofock...who comes up with these words?