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Originally Posted by sonicl
I hate my job  |
me too, i wanna job where i am in a room and no body comes in or out all day to bother me, could'nt give a fuck what i'm doin in the room... just no one bothering me... my boss's voice
echos thru my head like a drunk girl at a house party that WILL NOT STOP CRYING.
I mean he's a nice bloke and all, just calls time and time again...Jerry....JERRY
which is funny cuz my work mate name is Derry and sometimes i let him call me a load of times before i answer and say..."sorry, i thought u ment Derry" by this time its blood pressure thru the roof and his cheeks redden.. that makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.