07.29.2003 || 02:06

fuckmonkeys who make more than me

FUck me silly, this whole 'working every night of my life' thing just isn't working. We closed at midnight. We got out at 1h03 because some fuckmonkey from CoffeeHellCo's subcontract hell came in at a quarter to midnight to look over our fucking *documentation.* He's translating it, you see...

But he was supposed to be there at 20h00, not fifteen flipping minutes before closing. If I ever see him on my shift again, I'm bouncing him out into traffic...

And now, I'm for bed.



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