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My job is so fucking unbelievable.
I'll try to sum it up by first telling you about the folks I work with:
First, there is this supermodel wanna-be chick. Yeah, okay, she is pretty hot, but damn is she completely useless. The girl is constantly fixing her hair or putting on makeup. She is extremely self-centered and has never once considered the needs or wants of anyone but herself. She is as dumb as a box of rocks, and I still find it surprising that she has enough brain power to continue to breathe.
The next chick is completely the opposite. She might even be one of the smartest people on the planet. Her career opportunities are endless, and yet she is here with us. She is a zero on a scale of 1 to 10. I'm not sure she even showers, much less shaves her "womanly" parts. I think she might be a lesbian, because every time we drive by the hardware store, she moans like a cat in heat. Anyways, this douchebag all he does is drive us fucktards around in his van and he tries solve mysteries and shit. Our try hard gang would be far better without this fuck boy around, all he does is pairs with that wanna-be chick always trying to get in, taking credit for the shit that the smart chick solves yes he also get's turned on from her. Even that fucking huge ass brown usless dog thinks he's a fuck boy too. And if he says it then it's true... Fuck you fucking fuck boy with a gay ass white shirt. Yes, me the jewel of the crowd has got to be the fucking stoner. I bake before I come to work, during work, and I'm sure after work. I've probably haven't been sober anytime in the last ten years, and I'm only 22. Look I dress like a beatnik throwback from the 1960's, and to make things worse, I bring my big fucking dog to work. Every fucking day I have to look at this huge Great Dane walk around half-stoned from the second-hand smoke. Hell, sometimes I even think it's trying to talk with its constant bellowing. Also, I'm always hungry, requiring multiple stops to McDonalds and Burger King, every single fucking day.
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